My three sons are all grown, but I remember the days when they were small and believed that there was nothing that I couldn’t do. When they asked for anything they were certain that I could provide it…not that I necessarily would, but that I could, if I wanted to.
That absolute trust in my abilities was precious to see. Eventually, each one discovered my limitations in one way or another, and although they still love me, I inevitably lost stature in their eyes when reality set in.
Walking along this morning as the sun shone down from a sky scrubbed clear of clouds by the frigid north wind, I dared to ask God for something completely selfish. As the words left my lips I remembered the childhood admonition, “Now, don’t be greedy!” and I began to wonder just how God looks at such an audacious prayer.
He instructs us to pray at all times, and in the book of John, chapters 14-16 he reminds us that we are to ask for anything in his name.
Compared to the spirituality of God, a new believer is merely a gleam in our father’s eye and even the most mature Christian only reaches toddler hood, spiritually speaking.
When I remember how I felt about my sons’ childish trust in me, I can imagine that God might be gratified by such faith, as well. When Christ says in Luke 18 that the Kingdom of God belongs to people who are like little children, he may well be referring to just such trust.
Is it possible that an honest prayer of self-interest is more pleasing to God than a hundred attempts to impress him with the “right sentiments”?
Praying my audacious prayer filled me with hope that God might decide to grant it. If he does not, at least I asked.
I know God loves me and wants what’s best for me. I don’t need to filter my requests.
He will decide what is for my good and his glory. I can live with that.