I was talking with our seven-year-old son, Evan, and I asked him, “What would you wear if you were going to a party and you knew that God was going to be there?” I had thought that this would lead to some cute, innocent, and at least semi-humorous conversation. Instead, I was told just how dumb my question was when Evan answered “Well, I would just wear normal clothes like I always do because God is always wherever I go.”

Now, Evan is a pretty black and white kid so I should have realized that his answer would be along these lines. When Evan was about four years old, he would tell us that he did not believe that God could exist because he couldn’t see Him anywhere. Now, on the other hand, he knows that God exists everywhere precisely because he can’t see Him.

Though it seems silly in light of Evan's response, my question was, if I were going to meet God in persona at a party or some sort of event, how would I want Him to find me? Would I want to be dressed in fine clothes befitting of what we normally think you’d wear to meet a King? Would it be sacrilege to wear jeans and a t-shirt to meet God? What if I looked a little scruffy … maybe if I hadn’t shaved in a few days, or my clothes were a bit wrinkled or disheveled? How would God really find me? Cloaked in false perfection or covered in real life? Would I want to have just come from the airy pretense of my bathroom where I had been working to look “just right”? Or would I want to have just come from living a life that isn’t always pretty, but a life that cares about others, cares about growing God’s Kingdom, cares about loving others and doing for others -- a life that isn’t afraid of getting dirty, a life that isn’t about my “self”?

Fact is, I am not sure exactly how God has found me in the past. Only He can answer that. But I do know how I’d like for Him to find me in the future.