There are times when I wonder about things; times when I wonder if God is mad at me, or if he will listen to me or answer my pleas…
There are times when it seems like He won’t; that He has just simply run out of patience with me because I’m just hopeless…
In those times I must force myself to remember the truth: God loves me anyway. Our heavenly Father does not just give up on His children any more than my earthly father would; our heavenly Father is in it with us for the long haul, even when we mess things up.
Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord;
O Lord, hear my voice.
Let your ears be attentive
to my cry for mercy.
If you, O Lord, kept a record of sins,
O Lord, who could stand?
But with you there is forgiveness;
therefore you are feared.
I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I put my hope.
My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen wait for the morning,
more than watchmen wait for the morning.
I’ve always taught my students that in matters of spiritual truth, there is nothing more irrelevant than our feelings. I will note here for the record that this statement never made me popular, but it does have the benefit of being true: The truth is the truth even if we don’t feel like it.
On those occasions that we feel like God is too far away, that He has turned away from us, that He has had it with us, we must not listen to our feelings, for they are not telling us the truth. The truth is that God hasn’t moved at all… we have. He is still there waiting for us to come home to His care.