By Cortney Donelson
Mark 10:15 (NIV)
“Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.”
Several weeks ago, I experienced a gigantic lesson in faith. My seven year old son had taken his action figures outside to play in the natural area in our backyard. One of the action figures wielded two tiny black guns roughly the size of toothpicks. As any “competent” mother would have done, I called out, “Don’t lose those in the mulch!” as my son waltzed out the door.
Fast forward forty-five minutes. A hysterical and sweaty boy ran through the back door crying, you guessed it, because he had lost one of the guns. He and our neighbor had spent the last twenty minutes looking for it. His friend had left for dinner, and my son was left broken-hearted. I swallowed the reaction to say, “I told you so,” and went outside to help him look for the needle in the haystack.
Fortunately, the boys had narrowed down the area to a circle about five feet in diameter. I bent down and started scanning the ground. My son was sitting on the deck crying. I looked at him, and my frustration melted. In that moment, God’s ever flowing mercy filled my heart. “Why don’t you trying praying,” I gently prodded him and turned back to my search, whispering my own pleading prayer. “God, I know this seems insignificant, but if you could just tell me where to look, we would really appreciate it.”
Within ten seconds, I found it! I ran over to my son and asked him if he had prayed. “No,” he choked out. “Well, I did,” I said as I handed him the tiny gun. “Now, let’s thank God!”
Now, fast forward six days. Our family was at our neighborhood pool, and one of my son’s water toys became lodged in the bottom of a water fountain bucket. (Yes, losing things is a recurring theme in our household!) The water would pour out of the bucket every time it filled up, but the toy was relentlessly stuck. For twenty minutes we watched as we played in the pool, hoping the toy would become dislodged. It didn’t, and we started to pack up to leave. It was then my son remembered my answered prayer from a few days before and immediately started asking God if He would intervene again. I instantly felt nervous. Twice in one week? I started to plan how to have the “God doesn’t always answer prayers with a yes” conversation. In short, my faith was weak.
Yet, my son’s faith was strong. Within five seconds, the toy spilled out in the waterfall of my son’s own answered prayer. I saw God smiling on my child that day. I heard Him also gently remind me through his Word in Mark 10:15, “Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.”
My son and I had both experienced the same miracle of the found needle in the haystack. I thought that answered prayer was enough, and I didn’t expect it to happen again. My son’s response was the opposite. His faith grew, and he believed that God could, and would, strike twice – even in the same week and for the same prayer.
Matthew 7:8 promises, “For everyone who asks receives; those who seek find; and to those who knock, the door will be opened”. It doesn’t say, “Just once… when you ask, you will receive.” It doesn’t promise, “Seek once and find, but the second or third times, you’re on your own.” There is no maximum capacity here.
My son’s belief of who God is was the more accurate version. He is the God of the impossible. He is the God of indescribable mercy. He is the God who keeps His promises. So, let me ask you… How do you view God and prayer?
Prayer – Heavenly Father, thank You for Your valuable lessons. I want to have faith like a child! Please continue to remind me that nothing is impossible with You. Your mercy and love are so generous and undeserved, and I can pray and believe in miracles at all times and not just once in a while. In Jesus’ Name, AMEN!