This week, I was rushing to get out of the house to go to work, and my two-year-old daughter asked me to draw her a house. I took a green crayon and quickly scrawled a house on a blank sheet of paper.
“Alright, now color it for me,” I said to her before running upstairs.
When I came back down, my daughter handed me the sheet of paper and proudly said, “I made it for you.”
At first, it looked like she hadn’t done anything at all, but then I realized she had actually scribbled just a little bit on the picture.
“I love it,” I said, and then I gave her a hug and took the picture with me. As I walked to my car, I looked at that picture and I thought, Now this is what my efforts for God look like: beautiful.
We get so worked up over all the stuff we want do for God, and the truth is, anything we do for Him is just scribbles on a picture He’s already completed. That doesn’t mean our contribution to His work is insignificant – it isn’t. In fact, it’s priceless to Him, because when He looks at the pitiful efforts of His beloved child, He sees a pure desire to please Daddy.
There’s no pride, no shame – just love; and you know, that’s all any dad really wants.