“Dear God,
I love you. You are the best Dad. Thank you for the food, Amen!”
This was the prayer of my Sunday School student, Philip. As I listened to him whisper this prayer, once again, my heart was moved. Let me now reflect on his short prayer.
Dear God – He loves God and addresses him for who He is. He is God and so He is loved. He is God and so he is dear to the boy.
I love You. – A declaration of affection, devotion and endearment. Philip knows that God receives his love and so he directs this special feeling and decision to Him.
You are the best Dad. – He knows that God is better than his own dad.
Thank you for the food. – He acknowledges the blessing from his best dad.
When was the last time that I told God I love Him and He is the best? I think two weeks ago but then the week after that I went back to sin... I want to whisper sweet prayers to Him, too. I hope I can boldly say I love Him. But what is love when I can’t make Him happy? I screw up so many times and I failed in aligning my will to His. How can I tell Him I love Him? With my imperfection, can I still say these words?
I love you. You are the best Dad. Thank you for the food, Amen!”
This was the prayer of my Sunday School student, Philip. As I listened to him whisper this prayer, once again, my heart was moved. Let me now reflect on his short prayer.
Dear God – He loves God and addresses him for who He is. He is God and so He is loved. He is God and so he is dear to the boy.
I love You. – A declaration of affection, devotion and endearment. Philip knows that God receives his love and so he directs this special feeling and decision to Him.
You are the best Dad. – He knows that God is better than his own dad.
Thank you for the food. – He acknowledges the blessing from his best dad.
When was the last time that I told God I love Him and He is the best? I think two weeks ago but then the week after that I went back to sin... I want to whisper sweet prayers to Him, too. I hope I can boldly say I love Him. But what is love when I can’t make Him happy? I screw up so many times and I failed in aligning my will to His. How can I tell Him I love Him? With my imperfection, can I still say these words?
Love must be faithful, I can’t be faithful. I know He is
waiting for me to say these words over and over again, but I might just hurt
Him even more, when I know that I might fall again one day.
I want to pray Philip’s prayer, too. From the abundance of his joy in being with His Father, he uttered his thoughts without reservation. A couple of months ago, out of the blue he told me, “Hey teacher, I love Jesus!”
I do love Jesus, too. I just hope that I can be faithful like Him. I do think, too, that He is the perfect Dad. I know He gives me food and all that I need every day. I perfectly know that He deserves to be acknowledged and told sweet words. But my guilt and shame stop me from uttering words of endearment.
I want to pray Philip’s prayer, too. From the abundance of his joy in being with His Father, he uttered his thoughts without reservation. A couple of months ago, out of the blue he told me, “Hey teacher, I love Jesus!”
I do love Jesus, too. I just hope that I can be faithful like Him. I do think, too, that He is the perfect Dad. I know He gives me food and all that I need every day. I perfectly know that He deserves to be acknowledged and told sweet words. But my guilt and shame stop me from uttering words of endearment.
He is worthy of my all. I must bend my knees and ask Him to
help me have the courage to mean the words ‘I love you,’ too!
