When helping out at Preschool Sunday school, you see and hear the weirdest things. This weekend was particularly unique. With kids running into walls on purpose while laughing about being invincible, to little 3-year-old boys telling girls they like them because their cute, there’s always something to laugh about.
One of my favorite dialogues of the evening (I attend Saturday night service) happened when we were explaining to the kids how big God is–that he’s bigger than any disaster (When we told them He was bigger than a tornado, there were multiple oohs and aahs). To my right, two boys were conversing. “God is so big! He’s so old too! He’s like, one-hundred!” The second boy turns to the first, tapping him on his shoulder. Leaning in–like he’s sharing a secret–he says, “God doesn’t have a birthday.”
It was on this particular day, through these small people, that God spoke to me–metaphorically speaking. We were stressing to the kids how if you pray to God and ask Him to keep you safe, he will take care of you. Then–in the small seconds of silence–instead of asking “Why? Why? Why?” like many preschoolers do, a little boy to my left looked up to the teacher and asked the one question many grown-ups struggle to figure out. “How?”
There was so much spiritual maturity in The Question, for a couple of seconds I was speechless. That was the one question I had been asking myself over the past few months. God, how are you planning on guiding my life? How are you going to watch over me? How are you going to fix the mess I’ve made?
Even the teacher was lost for words. After a moment, she replied, “Well, if you’re camping in the woods and there’s a bear, God can send a loud noise to scare the bear away. Or, if you do get hurt by the bear, he can help you heal quickly and make you better. There are so many ways God can help us and keep us safe, but all we need to know is that there is only one person who can do that. Who’s the only person who’s strong enough to keep us safe?”
At that, all the children screamed out, “God!” And that was that. No more questioning.
It was then I realized the simplicity of The Question’s answer. As long as it’s God who’s taking care of us, does it really matter how he does it? As long as we know God’s in control, do we really need to know the details?
In my opinion, I think not.