| | Since I have been close to God, I have never felt so disconnected from him as I feel now.
Intellectually, I can reason that he has done great things in my life. I can acknowledge his providence and his mercy in my job situation, and I have gratitude for that -- but there is very little feeling involved. I should be overwhelmed with gratitude, bowled over by his graciousness in giving me not only what I needed, but also much of what I wanted. I should be appreciative, adoring, awed.
I am grateful -- I am in a wonderful place, conceivably I have nothing to complain about, nothing to mourn over. In the sense of the world: I have it all. I have a beautiful place to live, a perfect job, good friends, total freedom... the perfect life. The kind of life they write sitcoms about and news articles documenting.
Intellectually, I know that God is good, I know that he has orchestrated all this with a clarity and finesse that only he possesses. I know that he loves me.
But I'm struggling right now to put ends together.
What could God possibly accomplish by sealing me away in this ivory tower we've constructed together? Will I live the rest of my life the proverbial bird in the gilded cage? Intellectually, I know better than to doubt, but my heart won't be silenced. It wakes me up at odd hours, and keeps me up at night asking questions. Am I more useful to God as a tool for his own glory, than as daughter? Will he truly answer my prayers if I continue to call? Am I not persistent enough? Am I not loud enough? Do I not have enough faith? How much faith is required? How much longer will my patience be tested, how far will my faith be stretched? Will I carry on in this intellectual, emotional and spiritual limbo indefinitely?
Intellectually, I know that I need to rely on and rest in the Lord. I know that I need to wait for his answers in his timing. Emotionally, I fail to understand why I need to endure being ripped apart from the inside out, I fail to understand the requirement of hours of solitude and loneliness -- why there are nights when I fail to hear the voice of God, but I can loudly listen to the echoes of ridicule throwing around the inside of my own head.
It's not that I disbelieve, I believe rightly enough -- reason dictates that. I can reason and trust that this too will pass.
But does it have to go on so long?
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| | Posted 9/3/2008 10:44 PM - 130 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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