I had recently been reminded that God’s love is so big, so enveloping, that He cares about even the smallest and seemingly tiniest details of our lives. He loves us so much that He knows even the number of hairs on our head. This thought laughingly reminds me of my sister whose many hairs would be a challenge to count seeing as she has more hairs on her head than anyone I have ever met. Yet, I am quite sure my Dad’s hair would only take moments to count and is losing numbers by the day. Anyway, I digress, but the point is that God cares about every aspect of us and He is in every detail. With that in mind, I prayed our morning prayer on our way into swim lessons a little differently this morning.
All of my children started swim lessons last week and they all entered as basically non swimmers. For Decker, this was his first opportunity as a big three year old to try an organized class. His teacher was fantastic, but he still insisted on running over to me throughout the class instead of sitting with the rest of the children. Usually he would run back over to his class with little prompting, but when he did decide that he had enough it was a struggle for me to guide/push him back over to his teacher. Taking the kids to swimming lessons four days a week is painful enough for me and is way more driving then I should be doing, but wrestling him back to his teacher (he actually loves the water when he is in it) was just too painful. By the fourth day I had enough. His regular teacher that forces him to swim despite his protesting was gone and the substitute teachers were caving in to his lack of desire to have them work with him. So, frustrated and hurting, I gave him the choice to sit with his class or sit in a time out spot. He chose time out and stayed there the entire class which was fine with me given that his usual teacher wasn’t there and I wasn’t going to let him have his way which was trying to convince me to let him sit on my lap and snuggle instead of going to class. I am more stubborn then a three year old, so that was not going to happen.
So today, when I prayed with the kids for our day, our swimming lessons, and so many other things, I decided that since God cared about me and about Decker, this was not an issue to unimportant to take to Him. I prayed that Decker would stay with his class, his teacher, and would love his class. I also prayed specifically for each of the other kids and the swimming challenges that they were having. My prayers were completely answered. Decker did an amazing job! He stayed with his teacher all but one and a half times which was a huge improvement, Cadence and Britan did well, and Raine learned to swim–really swim. By the end of class, she was doing breast stroke UNDERWATER for long periods of time. I was so proud of all of them and exclaimed to my dear friend, Heidi, that I should have brought this to the Lord when it all had started. Why didn’t it cross my mind to just take it to the Lord in prayer? Discipline did not work, neither did bribes (he was rewarded with bubbles), but the Lord did! He cared about my request to Him even about silly little swimming lessons. Why did I think that this was too small for the God who loves us and cares so deeply for ALL His children. If I can’t trust and give Him the small things in my life, then how would I be able to give Him the big things?
On the way home, the kids and I literally lifted our hands as we said a prayer of praise and thanks to the Lord. God is so good. He loves us and more importantly, we matter to Him. The little and the big things, they matter to the God who made every detail of the universe.
Mathew 6:26–“Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?”