The God Who Sleeps

A question we have all asked: Does God care? This is a guest post written by a friend and fellow blogger, Tom Aldrich.



A few days ago those of us who reside in Michigan had one of those classic, late fall, cold, cloudy, rainy days. In other words, it was a perfect day for a nap. Fortunately it was also the weekend so I took advantage and executed a flawless, monster nap. napping1If you have never experienced an impassioned snooze on a rainy, cold, Michigan, mid-November, Sunday afternoon, I highly recommend it. Naps…one of the few, free, simple pleasures of life.

I had a providential moment as I was sipping on my coffee, praying and reading my Bible in the early hours of the morning today. I love encountering scriptures that challenge our thinking about who God is…or shall I say, how He reveals Himself to us. I came upon a verse that momentarily had me scratching my head in confusion regarding God and naps…

Arouse Yourself, why do You sleep, O Lord? Awake, do not reject…

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Throw it to Me


“Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.” – 1 Corinthians 9:24

This fall we were playing a homespun version of Frisbee in our backyard with our son and daughter-in-law and their three young children. Everybody wanted the Frisbee thrown to them. “I’m open. Throw it to me, Daddy!” shouted the Luuk and Silvia. And even 2 1/2 year-old Helen chimed in, “I’m open. I’m open!” We knew she didn’t have much of a chance of catching it, but she was eager to be part of the game. All of us had fun because every player was fully engaged, wanting to get their hands on that Frisbee and do what they could to move the game forward.

Their childlike enthusiasm made me think about my relationship with God. How often do I say to Him, “I’m open. Throw it to me.” Sometimes I am afraid He will throw it to me, and I will fumble. At other times I just hope He chooses someone else to visit the person in the nursing home, make a meal for the new mom, or lead the Bible study.

Don’t you think it would warm His fatherly heart if we made ourselves available to His will, to respond with eagerness as He directs His assignment to us? That’s the best way to know His favor and the absolute joy of making the catch and then passing it along to others who will benefit, too. And, don’t worry about fumbling – He always seems to give us another chance.

“I’m open, Father. Throw it to me!”

The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet. -Frederick Buechner