My
wife Uni is the oldest of nine children, raised in a home where money and
material possessions were often lacking.
Her father worked in a blue collar job to provide food and shelter for
his family and there was usually enough to go around -- but sometimes
barely. Though Dad Cook was the most
loving man one could ever meet, he usually couldn't provide for his children's
desires, and sometimes even for their needs.
Uni went to work at an early age simply to
provide clothing and a few extras in her life.
She started baby sitting at 11; of course, by that time she had had some
training in this at home. At the age of 12 she began to deliver papers
in partnership with her brother, the second-born in the family. This was a radical thing in 1950 -- not a
child delivering papers, but a girl.
Nobody complained; that was just the way
things were.
There were times when matters got serious. When she was about 14 and sitting in class
crying because of a severe toothache, a caring teacher asked who her family
dentist was. When Uni replied that they
didn't have a dentist, they'd never been to one, the teacher called a dentist
whose office was within walking distance of the school and Uni worked out a
payment plan with him. (She suspects
that she was severely undercharged.)
Again, no complaints. Dad did the best he could and when he
couldn't, the kids had to find their own way.
So, later in life, when she'd pray she was
always troubled by nagging doubts as to whether God could answer her
prayers. We had many long discussion and
it took years for Uni -- and me -- to even recognize that she thought of God as
she thought of her father.
He loved her deeply.
He also had others in the family whom he had
to take care of, whom he loved deeply.
He had limited resources with which to
respond to her needs.
The answers she heard to her prayers were not
"yes" or "no" or even "wait a while." What she heard or thought she heard God
telling her was "I love you and really want to help, but I'm just not able
to right now." And so many times
she did not bother to let God know her needs or desires just as she'd learned
to not bother her father.
Yes, Uni knew the promises in the Bible. She had read them many times and could recite
them from memory. But for years the
lessons she'd learned in her youth superseded those in the Bible. She never doubted God's love -- she doubted
His ability.
But gradually, over the years, I began to
recognize a change in her attitude toward prayer and toward God.
It was those times, she told me, when God
supplied a desire she hadn't even asked for (at least verbally). Especially, when we had left behind
good-paying regular jobs and I had gone into the pastorate -- when our
financial situation was approaching that of her youth. When she would just wish we had more money,
or even cloth to make new clothes, or even (at one time) a ham. God would through friends or circumstances
supply even these simple desires. He
heard the prayers that she wouldn't even bother to ask.
Somewhere I read that God doesn't answer our
prayers because of the greatness of our faith, but because of its
smallness. I wouldn't be dogmatic about
this one, but we've seen this happen frequently. It seems that often when we are not quite
sure of God's desire or even His ability to answer, this is when He clearly
does come through.
Like Dad Cook, God cares deeply about His own
children and desires the best for them.
But unlike Dad Cook and unlike me or any earthly father, God both loves
His children and has the resources to supply all of our needs, and occasionally
even some of our desires.
(P.S.
Uni collaborated with me on this post.
She supplied most of the thoughts while I simply supplied the words.)
"For we do not have a High Priest who is
unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who has been tempted in all
things as we are, yet without sin. So
let us approach with confidence to the throne of grace, so that we may receive
mercy and find grace for help at the time of need" (Hebrews 4:15, 16).
9 comments:
"God would through friends or circumstances supply even these simple desires. He heard the prayers that she wouldn't even bother to ask."
I think your friends supplied the means. God just takes the undeserved credit.
Personally, I think Uni was on the right track - every study has shown that prayer has no effect. There was even one that showed patients who went in for major surgery, sometimes did worse if they knew they were being prayed for than the ones who weren't. That little voice in your head is you. The same voice that answers when you talk yourself through a problem.
Just my thoughts. I enjoyed the article very much.
CA:
Yes our friends did supply the means, but they didn't know what her desires were; she hadn't expressed them. I think that both they and God deserve the credit.
I'm sorry but I don't put much stock in studies such as you mentioned. They seem to be more subjective than objective, and I suspect that God doesn't take too well to them either.
I hope you don't take offense, but I feel that trying to explain a relationship with God to someone who doesn't believe in Him is sort of like trying to explain love to someone who has never been in love.
No offense taken, Bill. However, that statement isn't really true. Most atheists believed at some point. I'm one of those. I was raised in the church and believed what my parents and community told me.
Then I grew up and really examined what I believed.
Good post, Bill (and Uni). The story of Darlene Deibler Rose at the below link is a bit long, but well worth the read. It is a story of faith and prayer and provision. I still tear up every time I read it. God is able.
http://www.johndubler.com/Darlene_Deibler_Rose_Part_II.pdf
Thanks for the story. It puts everything in perspective. God is able.
Good post Mom. I knew these stories of your childhood but not about how it had affected your view of God.
There are things that believers interpret as being from God that non-believers will see as just part of life. While a non-believer can't see why I see God in something, I can't see how s/he doesn't. We each have made a choice about what world view we will hold based on what we knew and that world view then influences how we interpret what we discover going forward.
there's no GOD except ALLAH and MUHAMMAD is HIS Messenger ...
Pls learn about ISLAM and you won't regret ...
Azlan: No thanks! My God is real! Bill
Love it brother. She was a very good sister too. She was a very good babysitter, just ask me. Love your answer to CA and Azlan. MUHAMMAD is still dead and Jesus LIVES!
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