On and off all day I’ve been thinking about whether to pray for the “right” weather. In fact I gave it a try, but I couldn’t get into it. It’s just not the way I pray. In fact, I really can’t get serious about the idea. For example, here I am along the coast praying that God stop all snow for the rest of the season, but up there in the mountains there is probably a guy running a ski resort and thanking God for all those extra inches.
As a kid, when the Brooklyn Dodgers lost one more time, I wondered if God was a Yankee fan. Sometimes I want to pray that I can be a kid again, but that feels about the same as praying about the weather. It’s just not going to have any effect.
We could write a book about this, but why not try the Book of Job. When Job and his friends complain and challenge God, God responds, “Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding” 38.4.
God is bigger than any of my little problems, but I am big enough to respond to them in the best God-like way I can.