I think I'm beginning to get the picture of what God must feel like. I know God suffered as a man like us, but I never stopped to consider how He has indeed experienced what parents go through. How He feels when we batter Him with questions like our children do to us. I also realized how much like my children I am, coming to God so many times with numerous questions, and totally relying on His answers. If He told me the sky is falling, the sky is falling!
Now here's a scary thought! My children see God through me! Yikes! What must God look like to them? Is He merciful? Loving? Forgiving? Is He approachable? Does He listen? What kind of God do they see?
"Mom where does popcorn come from?"
"From corn kernels, honey."
"Mommy, where does the corn come from?"
"From tall plants that grow in the ground."
"And God made the plants didn't he, Mommy!"
"He sure did, honey! On the third day God made all the plants!"
I wonder how much my children would learn about God, if I patiently answered all their questions the way God does mine!
If I am approachable now, if I listen today, if I am merciful, loving, and forgiving, imagine the relationship they will have with God when they come to him for salvation.