Sometimes I wonder why God seems so far away, and that when I cry out to Him, I can’t seem to hear His voice. Is He ignoring me on purpose? Does He hate me now? But as I was meditating on this verse and on the idea of God being silent/distant, it hit me.
Lately I’ve been feeling the opposite of that: God not with me. I didn’t know where He was, nor what was going on with my life. I just felt like everything was falling apart: my family, my school work, my relationship, my future, everything.
I recently found a post titled Throw the Bible in the Trash through Twitter, and I was appalled at the content of the post and the site in general. From what I read, the author sounded like someone who thought religions have done us more harm than good, and that we should just live life according to our “own” morals, decency, and intelligence.
Praise God, my mom’s surgery went well and she is now out of the hospital and slowly recovering. Though the doctors were unable to see any cancerous growth during the operation, we are still waiting for the test results to come back and confirm.
Like Psalm 29 describes, when we do listen closely for the voice of the Lord, we will find that He is constantly speaking to us: through other people, through nature, through circumstances, and of course, through the bible.
It’s weird, but you’d think that of all people, your close friends would be the least judgmental when it comes to you. Not in my case though. I know they mean no harm when they say these things, but every time they make these remarks, I feel shame.
These past 2 weeks have been difficult for my entire family. Just last Monday on the 18th, my mom was diagnosed with colon cancer, and my dad is on the borderline for stomach cancer if he doesn’t start taking care of himself.