It’s been Lucy’s plaintive question nearly every day recently. “Where IS God? Is He up in heaven?”
He’s everywhere, Lucy. He’s here with us now.
“But Mama, I don’t SEE anyone else here. ”
God is invisible, Lucy. He is so great, He isn’t limited to just one place–if He had a body, He would be. God can be everywhere at once.
I draw a breath, ready to launch into a discussion of the fourth dimension, and the fact that God is eternal.
“…I still don’t see Him,” says Lucy.
Where IS God? How do I answer that question for a three-year-old? How do I recognize Him?
Do I tell her about our friend Scott who was near death from a blood infection, but has recovered by what the doctors have called “a miracle”?
Do I explain how I felt God’s hand in all the particulars of my recent eye surgery, including the completely unprecedented short-term job I got this Spring which helped to pay for it?
All of this seems to be beyond her very literal young mind right now. I continue to tell her the Bible stories, and when all else fails, I point to the wind. You can’t see it, Lucy, but you can see what it does. That’s what God is like.
“The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.” John 3:8 ESV
Just as I can’t point out God in a crowd, so I can’t know how God may be crowding Lucy’s little heart. But I pray that one day soon, that spiritual birth will take place in her, and then Lucy will have eyes to see the ways of the Spirit in the world.
Until then, I aim to take more pains to notice every trembling leaf and swaying branch, so that I may point her to His works.