Sunrise in my backyard |
I heard a quote from Craig Groeschel this week, "Just because God is silent does not mean He is absent." I've been feeling like He has been a little lot out of the picture lately, or perhaps like me, you relate more to the well-known, "Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?"
Good people have passed away unexpectedly.
Good people have been the recipients of really bad news.
Good people have been the victims of others' misguided, unjustified anger.
I've been praying, but He does not seem to be answering.
I've been seeking Him, but He doesn't not seem to be found.
God, where are You?
Then I hear the still, small voice remind me so gently and lovingly. "I will never leave you." The words echo through my mind. "You are not alone."
Just like the sun, the clouds of life may roll in and cover its brilliance. The grey may hide the glory for a time. For a season. But not forever.
The other morning as I was schlepping kids to school, the sun was finally making a highly desired appearance, sandwiched between two layers of dark clouds. I basked in it as well as I could while still driving safely, but after only a few minutes of solar bliss, the bright orb disappeared behind the smoky masses and seemed to fade away like a flashlight on its last few drops of battery juice.
The thought occurred to me. Just because I can’t see the sun, do I ever doubt its existence? Have I ever doubted its existence? Of course not. Obviously, I would like it to shine more brightly and more often in my world, but it is still at work somewhere, shining on someone! And like God, just because I can’t see Him or even feel Him, does not mean He isn’t there. That He doesn't hear me. That He doesn't care.
So I put on my armor and fight the good fight one more day.
I revel in the blessings all around me and ask for my eyes to be opened to even more I may not see.
I wait.
I wonder.
I cling to Hope
Because Hope is all I have.
And Hope does not disappoint.