This morning because of the promising rain clouds and claps of thunder, I drove instead of walked to the Post Office. While I was checking the box, a young mother and her little boy (about 3 years old) walked in. “You can ask him, he will know, he’s a preacher.” I mentally braced for a profound question. I was not however ready for the one he asked. “When its raining here, is it raining where God is?”

Wow! How do I answer that? Here is what flashed through my mind before I answered:

• “No, God is light, it never rains in heaven. Heaven is always bright and sunny like a nice early summer day.”
• “Yes, God is everywhere, so when it rains here, since He is here with us, it is raining where He is.”

I was confused myself. How could I answer this little budding theologian? I replied, “That is a great question. I have never thought about that, thanks for asking me.”

For the last 30 minutes I have run this through my mind and I still bounce between the two answers. What do you think?

When it rains here, does it rain where God is? A “grown-up version of the question is: When I as a child of God am feeling down, does God hurt with me? Well?