Good Gifts

My daughter wants an umbrella. Why or where she got this idea of needing one, I have no idea, but for a couple months now she’s had it in her head that we need to go to the store and buy her a little umbrella. I guess I wasn’t seeing the need so clearly, for reasons that any other parent could also cite: it’s unnecessary, it’s not worth hard-earned money, it’ll be lying around as soon as the charm wears off, my child doesn’t need one more toy, my child doesn’t need everything she wants.

Regardless of my hesitation, Raelynn kept begging.(Actually, I might say “suggesting.” She really wasn’t being annoyingly whiny about this issue.) I sorta tucked her wish into the back corner of my mind, noticing every time Aldi offered little umbrellas on sale, and keeping in mind that my daughter has a birthday soon. Imagine my delight when I found this cute little ladybug umbrella at the thrift store, costing me all of $2. Raelynn wasn’t even with me that time, so I sneaked it home and hid it in anticipation of the upcoming birthday.

As I think back, however, Raelynn hasn’t really been begging for awhile now. She probably gave up due to my inaction, or, more likely, due to a child’s ability to move on to something else more interesting.  I probably bought the umbrella about the time she was no longer asking. But… I know she’ll still be delighted with it… almost as delighted as I am to give it.

If I’m delighted to give my daughter a simple umbrella, how much more is my Father delighted to give me good, good gifts?… sometimes the ones I need, sometimes the ones I want, always the ones that are best, for me.

If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things/Holy Spirit to them that ask him?

Matthew 7:11, Luke 11:13 KJV

On the heels of this verse in Luke, Jesus tells a story about a persistent friend begging for bread at midnight. Talk about annoying. (If I struggle with being annoyed at my baby begging for milk all night long, I can only imagine how I’d feel if a “friend” was pounding on my door wanting bread… especially if he was careless enough to have let his supply run out.) In the end, it wasn’t friendship that won the bread, but rather the friend’s “shameless persistence.” (Luke 11:8 AMP)

So I say to you, Ask and keep on asking and it shall be given you; seek and keep on seeking and you shall find; knock and keep on knocking and the door shall be opened to you. For everyone who asks and keeps on asking receives; and he who seeks and keeps on seeking finds; and to him who knocks and keeps on knocking, the door shall be opened.

Luke 11:9,10 AMP

Jesus shows that the Father gives us good things both because we beg and also because He’s our Father that delights to give His children good things.

Had Raelynn never asked for an umbrella, or had she not kept asking, I would never have thought to buy her one. And even though she eventually stopped asking, I bought her one anyway, because I love to give her good gifts.

If I could do that, how much more will God do that for me? for you? I only responded to my daughter’s asking, but God already knows our desires before we ask… or even before our desires are fully formed.

Keep asking. Keep seeking. Keep knocking. It will be given. You will find. The door will be opened.

And delight in the super-abundance of good things He gave before you could even ask.


  1. Melody says:

    Thanks for sharing…kinda what I needed right now! Keep on writing. ♡


  2. Ann Lehman says:

    I love when my children remind me of who God is. ❤️ ahhh yes the precious gifts.


    1. Laura says:

      … And when my children remind me of who I am (or am not)… Especially when I think, “Why don’t you just listen?!!” … And then I remember how stubborn I can be…. 😔 And I start to wonder if I ever grew up


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