Living in the Land of Convenience

David and I had just moved to the USA. I put the finishing touches to my letter that I was writing to my sister back home in England and set out to walk to the village Post Office. I had to hurry. I knew that I didn't have much time to make it there. Luckily, I arrived at the Post Office two minutes before it closed. "Phew," I said to the clerk," I only just made it." Looking at my red face, which obviously gave away the fact that I had been running to get there, she smiled and said ," Honey, are you new in town? You do know that if you have mail, you can just put it in the mailbox at the end of your driveway? Raise the little red flag, and we'll be glad to collect it." Wow! Really? How easy is that! Am I living in the land of convenience or what? I really should have known that along with garage doors that ascend and descend at the touch of a button, living in the USA would also allow me the luxury and convenience of having a mailman who comes to me.
Do we serve a God of convenience or what? Living as Christians allows us the luxury of having a God that comes to us. More then that, we do not even need to raise that little red flag- He already sees where we are and knows exactly what we need. Whatever our concerns for our children, whatever our concerns for our ministry, He comes to us. How easy is that?
I will come to you. John 14: 18b