God Doodles

Alana —  March 13, 2014 — 4 Comments

Last summer I took a solo trip back to my hometown to hang out with my Mom and Dad. It was between Mother’s Day and Father’s Day and I wanted to spend some one-on-one time with each parent to celebrate. This type of hang out time is rare for us and it may have happened only once since Josh and I have been married. My Dad is an Illustrator by trade and he really enjoys doodling.

Daddy/Daughter Date - Summer 2013

Daddy/Daughter Date – Summer 2013


I have memories of watching him sit at the dining room table – laughing as he doodled and telling stories that would often bring my mom, my younger sister and I to tears of laughter.

In my mind, doodling is different from drawing. A doodle is playful. Relaxed. Easy. Fun. Whimsy. I think drawing is more serious – perhaps when someone draws, he squints his eyes and holds the pen a little tighter. He steps back to survey his work and then leans in close again to add a darker shadow here, or there. Connecting each line so there are no stray corners. But doodling. Ah. Doodling is pleasure. So when my Dad doodles, I know he is probably enjoying himself.

When we went on our one-on-one Daddy/Daughter date (which guess what… you can still do that when you are a 32 year old woman :)) I wanted to go to a coffee shop with him and do what he enjoys – drink iced tea and doodle. So that’s what we did.

Doodles and Doodles

Doodles and Doodles

Last week, a friend of mine sent me this message:

God likes to doodle when he thinks about you. (i have no idea what that means) I just felt like I should share it. trying not to over think it. haha!

My friend has no idea (until now, haha) how much this quick text means to me. I struggle with my view of God. I often think of Him as more of an omni-present Accountant. I am always in His sights and He is making His “good Alana” and “bad Alana” ticks on His stark white paper. He does this methodically and deliberately, with a squinted eye. He doesn’t miss a thing I do, and the “bad Alana” tick marks have managed to fill up a few notebooks. The God I imagine judges me. I’m always just not quite good enough. I’ve always just not quite made it. This is the God I imagine.

God doodles? And He likes to doodle when He thinks of me? How can this be? Doodling is playful. Relaxed. Easy. Fun. Whimsy.

This is one of few times in my life that I have been able to view God as a Dad. My Father. A guy who likes to just hang out, drink iced tea and doodle with his daughter.

And God does this when He thinks of me.

Questions: Do you struggle with your view of God like I do? What do you think He thinks of you… like what do you REALLY think (not just what you learned in Sunday School class)?

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Alana Mokma is a storyteller, people connector, and a dancing fool who is passionate about engaging with the people in her life. She embraces vulnerability and possesses mad powers of intuition and observation. Never satisfied with easy answers, she likes to dig deep. Alana resides with her husband Josh in Grand Rapids, MI.
  • KRF

    Mmmmm :-)

  • Amanda DeKatch

    Yup. :)

  • http://www.tammyhelfrich.com/ Tammy Helfrich

    Love this! Have you read The Ragamuffin Gospel by Brennan Manning, or Chasing Francis by Ian Morgan Cron? Those were great books to help me reshape my distorted image of God and how he really views me. Great post.

    • Alana Mokma

      Tammy, I have not read those books but they sound like they would be perfect for this point in my journey! I will check them out. Thank you for the recommendations.