I notice the deep footprints in wet sand And how fast they disappear A few waves . . . And all evidence is gone. And I wonder . . . Did they really exist if I can’t see them now? But I know they were there I have pictures taken on a beach on March 19, 2014, 9:22 am ***** So easily, I feel God’s presence in the good times. Deep. Real. Hard times come And sometimes it feels like all evidence is gone. And I wonder, was he really with me if I can’t feel Him now? Ah yes, I have a journal filled with “pictures” of God’s grace of his presence. Dear God, Help me remember when you seem to disappear. Last year life’s circumstances left me reeling, uncertain and feeling unsafe. God didn’t seeem close and the doubts closed in. The circumstances seemed more real than what was really real. (If you haven’t been here lately, catch up with my life by clicking “MY STORY”) But over the years one of the most important things I have learned is this: He is OK with the honest struggle and doubts of his children. And I knew he was there with me, even when he seemed far away. I missed that sense of presence, but I knew I needed to pay attention, ask for help - because sometimes God shows up in how he uses people – a friend, a counselor, my community. He does shows up. And He has It’s all grace.
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