I've heard it often said that, "God has been taken out of (insert place here)." That if we would just put God back that all our problems would begin to fade away. And when I hear things like this, I think... when did God become so small?
When did God become so small that s/he could be moved or placed? When did s/he become this "thing" that we push around as we please?
It used to make me mad. Now I just wonder.
I wonder what it would mean if their tiny God grew to be the amazing solace that I know. The joy dwelling in my child as she enters school. The peace I feel in that chaotic moment at work. I wonder how they can't see God there.
We haven't taken God out of anything, we've just stopped looking.
