Chatting with my nine-year-old as he was going to bed, I realized I didn’t know much, really, about his day. I knew his activities — school, basketball practice, homework, chores, video games, etc. But how was he? ‘Fine.’
I wanted more. But…he’s a child.
I recalled a chapter from James Martin’s ‘Jesuit Guide,’ God Meets You Where You Are. God, our Father, doesn’t need for us to explain, analyze or be in a certain place to hear us and to know us. He is just with us.
Walked away from a church, and ‘all that nonsense’ years ago? Can’t bring yourself to go back into a house of worship? Okay — God is with you.
At home surfing the web? In the grocery store? In a funk; in joyous rapture about the birth of a new baby; or in mourning for the death of a loved one or the loss of a job? In the street, homeless and looking for shelter? Hmph, how about that… God too.
As a parent, maybe I need to meet my son where he is. If he is playing a Xbox in the basement, maybe I should too. Or at least watch. I can shoot a basketball now and then. By being there, I show interest and make a connection that I so desperately want. Just like God wants with us. One small seed of communication can grow into a healthy relationship tree.
This is as true for our relationship with God as it is for me with my son.
Lucky for us, we are God’s children. God is everywhere with us, all the time. He sees what we do, and go through, and he understands. He is always whispering ‘Tell me about it…’ and so happy when we want to talk. If only we could be more like that, with children, friends, family, the lost, the lonely, the poor.
Pray for it. Maybe you can.