As a child, I rarely thought about God. We went to church,
but I don’t remember anyone reading the Bible to us at home or talking about
God, with us or with each other, outside of church. We prayed the old “God is
great, God is good” standby prayer occasionally at mealtimes and “Now I lay me
down to sleep” at bedtime, followed by a long “bless so-and-so” list that
usually began with mommy and daddy and included the family dog, a pet cricket,
and a wish for a new bicycle. My mental picture of God looked a lot like Santa
Claus, a far-off benefactor.
In my teens I likened God to Chief Justice of the Supreme
Court or the head of the IRS. All-knowing and all-powerful, as Chief Justice, He
ruled on whether my behavior lived up to His standards. As head of the IRS, He kept
a running tab on whether my good deeds added up to more than my sins and
failures. In “THE END”, where I spent eternity would all depend on whether I
was in the red or black.
Thankfully, in my early twenties, I learned that both these
mental images of God were wrong. James 1:17 says, “Every good and perfect gift
is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights.” While God
IS our great benefactor, blessings stem from a genuine relationship with Him,
one in which I am aware of His constant presence and care. It is a relationship
that deepens and grows as I get to know Him better and love Him more.
How has your mental picture of God changed throughout life? Reflect
on some of the images that have become obsolete—that you have outgrown. How
would you best describe Him now?
Be encouraged!
Pam
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