God, what are you doing?

I love “spacey” things (that statement alone explains a lot about me), NASA, astronauts—the whole planetary deal. It would fulfill a secret desire of mine to go into space some day. Alas, any notion of being a space traveler is soon grounded by a very un-astronaut like fault. Once aboard, I know the space shuttle would not be the only thing “hurling” through space; such is the state of my equilibrium. So here I remain, earthbound—content to dream of the stars above.

The Father once used my love of the stars to speak to my heart during my quiet time with Him. I was going off with excitement and woohahs (I think that’s Greek for really pumped) about the marvelous universe He has created. However, I was experiencing a space anomaly as well and it left me a bit perplexed. How can some of the most brilliant minds fail to miss His stamp on time and space? How can the theories they propose have such creative stretches of imagination and still miss the obvious truth before them? I asked God why that was and what He said to me was simple.

“They don’t ask the right question.”

Intrigued, I pursued further, and wondered just what question was missing in their observations. The Father said…

“All they would have to do is ask me what I’m doing and I would help them understand.”

As I was pondering that statement, He continued…

“Of course I want all my children to ask me that question.”

I was truly blown away by the straightforward nature of my Father’s words; it opened up a new way of thinking for me.

In my mind there are two ways to ask this question. One way is a fear-controlled response to an unpleasant situation like, “GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” The other way is with the child like characteristic of asking, “God, what are you doing?” Just as parents encourage their children to ask questions, so also God encourages us in the same manner. Jesus himself said, “Anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a child will never enter it.” Does that include child like questions as well? I believe it does, for the Father invites questions that lead to a greater understanding of His will for us.

So I bit and asked; God, what are you doing? What are you doing in my life? As a father? As a son? As a husband? In my church? It’s not that I have never asked this question before, but I haven’t asked in that child like faith attitude in quite a while. I haven’t abandoned my own wisdom and traded it for the wisdom of the Father. Trusting fully that Father God knows the answer and won’t refuse us in the asking.

“If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.” James 1:5

My son Mike asks some great questions, he once asked; “why do bats hang upside down”? I earnestly sought out the answer for him, surfing the web and all the bat sites I could read. The lengths I went to satisfy his curiosity was because of my love for him. More than the fact of Mike knowing the answer, I wanted my son to know that his father cared about his questions. It signifies a desire to know him and it reflects how the Heavenly Father feels about us.

Asking, “God, what are you doing?” is really an exploration of space, the space in our hearts that needs the answer from our creator. When we take a little EVA (extravehicular activity, space lingo for space walk) into that expanse, our security is tethered (by faith) to the Father’s knowledge of us. We discover a lot about ourselves by trusting in the answering process, as well as for the answer itself. We can have peace in the asking, knowing that in the exploration of the question comes the deepening of our relationship with Him.

“You alone are the LORD. You made the heavens, even the highest heavens, and all their starry host, the earth and all that is on it, the seas and all that is in them. You give life to everything, and the multitudes of heaven worship you.” Nehemiah 9:6

Blessings, Jay

 

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