I have long enjoyed the song “The Goodness of God”. I love
the idea reminder that God is ALWAYS faithful, and ALWAYS good and ALWAYS
running after me. Especially when it is hard to see tangible reminders. So, I
sing the song to remember anyway.
Four years ago I was standing in church singing this song
with tears just streaming down my face. I could barely get the words out. I
KNEW that God was good, that God had been good to me, but in that season I was
struggling to see the good. It was one of those seasons that I knew was hard
when I was in it, but I couldn’t fully grasp how hard it truly was until I
looked back. But there I was singing the song because I KNEW in my heart it was
true, and I so desperately needed to know that the goodness of God was running
after me. One of the main reasons I was clinging to the promise of this song in
that season was because of intense challenges with Peter, which is going to be
important in a minute.
And then sometimes the goodness of God shows up in ways that
you just can’t miss.
Saturday night I had the delightful opportunity of taking
Peter out on a date! We planned it all week. Peter wanted to wear fancy clothes
and go to the fancy mall….and eat at Panda Express (not so fancy). We dropped
off his brothers and off we went for our adventure. Peter and I had the best
few hours. We ate yummy food and ice cream, we bought Legos, we rode the
escalators AND the elevators. The entire time I was thinking “I never dreamed
of this”. Never in my dreams for Peter 4 years ago in that hard season did I
think that we would have a normal outing to the mall when he was 7. Never did I
think he could read all the signs we passed in the stores. Never did I think he
would look at the mall map and find our way through the mall. And there we were
in this space where I could all but reach out and touch the goodness of God.
Like I knew, that the song was true that even when I
couldn’t see it; the goodness of God is always running after me. I had no way
of knowing that within months of that darkest night when I was crying in church
that Peter’s vision would miraculously improve. I had no way of knowing that
God was about to do even more than I thought to ask that Sunday in church. We
didn’t deserve it. We didn’t even ask. But God was always holding us in his
hands and his goodness was always running after us.
Sunday morning, we went to church and I bet you can guess
the song we sang? OF COURSE, it was “The Goodness of God” because God also just
likes to wink at me like that. I thought I would cry when I heard the opening
chords, but I never did. I just sang and sang with the biggest smile on my
face! His goodness is still running after me.