“I need to go to the grocery store today. Joy, do you want to go with me?”
She asked, “Are you going to Winn Dixie Nana?”
“Why do you want to go to Winn Dixie?” I asked her.
“So I can ride in the red car,” she replied.
“Then we’ll go to Winn Dixie.” She squealed with delight and soon we were on our way.
“Nana, can I ride in the red car?” she asked from the back seat. The red car is a shopping cart made to look like a red race car complete with a steering wheel that turns. To say she loves the red car is a huge understatement. They also have a yellow car and a green car, but nothing stirs her little soul like the red car.
“If we can find it, sweetheart you sure can, but someone else may already have it,” I answered. “Oh, I hope not,” she said. I want the red car.”
“Pray for it” came the voice from inside my heart. “What?” “Pray –with Joy – for the red car.” “Umm, isn’t that a silly prayer request, and besides what if it’s not there? I don’t want to disappoint her” I reasoned. But I heard it again: “Pray for the red car.” Sigh.
“Joy, why don’t we pray and ask God to give you the red car at the store.”
“Okay, Nana!” And so we prayed. And Joy was so happy that the red car would be there for her.
I think you know where this is going and what we found waiting for us when we walked through the doors. “He did it, Nana! We prayed and He gave me the red car! Oh, thank you, God!” Her happy voice carried across the front of the store. The shoppers smiled as I lifted her into her prized red car. A lady stopped and said, “What a great faith lesson for that little girl!” I smiled and agreed, but in my heart, I knew that the lesson was as much for me as for her.
I have some big, heavy things in my life. And I have some things that seem small and insignificant. I want to get back to crafting and sewing and gardening. I want to publish some of my writings. But I haven’t prayed about those things because they’re just not that important in comparison to the others. David said, “The Lord will perfect [accomplish, fulfill] that which concerns me” (Ps 138:8) – the big and the small. From difficult relationships to financial struggles to health issues. He sees and cares about it all. He cares about the big and small things you’re carrying, Beloved. Even a little girl’s red car.