My youngest son is struggling with being the youngest. He wants to be “all grown up” like the rest of us, including his 15 year old sister. Some days It seems that she has a longer way to go than he does. Just kidding Peyton. (not really, but don’t tell her I said that.) Peyton isn’t immature, she’s just naive in certain areas. And that’s a good thing.
Anyway, Parker can’t understand “why he can’t see certain movies just because of a dumb number that has been forced on him to determine his age.” As much as I try and explain that parents say “no” sometimes not because we don’t care or want to give our children good things, but because the thing might not be good for the child–at least not yet anyway. Because Parker can’t see the truth of that statement right now, he struggles with his desire to have what he can’t.
As I was reflecting on this, I realized that I can act the same way when I pray. If God doesn’t give me what I want, I never stop to consider why. I just get discontent. I feel like He’s not listening or He doesn’t care what I want. When in fact, one of the most caring things God can do is say “no” when I ask for something that isn’t good for me.
So the next time I feel as if God isn’t listening or isn’t on my side, I’m going to think other wise. He has heard me. He may simply be looking out for my best just as I’m looking out for Parker’s. Truthfully, I wouldn’t want it any other way.