As the tow-headed boy lathered his hands and turned the water on full-blast, he asked, “How come the water sometimes goes down the drain and sometimes it stops?”
Not sure how to explain this concept to a 4-year-old, I answered rather blandly, “I don’t know.”
“How does it work under the sink?” he persisted.
Now I was really stumped. I am not in the least bit mechanically inclined. So I offered the same answer, “I don’t know.”
Thoroughly puzzled, Derek* incredulously stated, “But you’re the teacher! You should know everything about this!”
Smiling and chuckling to myself, I answered the curious and candid young one, “I don’t know everything, but God does!”
I believe with my mind that God knows everything. I believe He knows my every thought, wish, action, and motive. But when I am stressed or worried about my present or future circumstances, my first reaction isn’t always to talk with God first. I do sometimes, but other times I try to pull myself up by my bootstraps or phone a friend.
However, I certainly don’t know everything, and neither do my caring friends. Only God does. So, my prayer is that the head knowledge that God knows everything would transfer to my emotions and heart when I am anxious. May He be the One I ultimately rely on for strength, and the first friend I call.
*Not his real name.