in the silence, belief

Jars of Clay "Silence"

take
take till there's nothing
nothing to turn to
nothing when you get through

won't you break
the scattered pieces of all i've been
bowing to ... all i've been
running to

where are you?
where are you?

did you leave me unbreakable?
did you leave me frozen?
i've never felt so cold
i thought you were silent

i thought you left me
the wreckage and the waste
on an empty beach of faith
was it true?

cause i ... i got a question
i got a question
where are you?

scream
deeper i wanna scream
i want you to hear me
i want you to find me

cause i ... i want to believe
but all pray is wrong
and all i claim is gone
and i got a question

where are you?
i got a question

well, i got a question
where are you?
where are you?
where are you?
where are you?

These are, at time, the lyrics of my heart. I wonder ... if we truly believe that God is always with us, living IN and through us, caring infinitely about us, loving us unconditionally, pursuing us, waiting for us, hoping for our trust and obedience ... if all this resonates as true to us ... how then do we not know and feel God's presence at all times.

Believing and feeling are not synonymous. We often expect to feel in love, feel God's love and God's presence continually. While that is not probable, maybe not even possible, what is available to us is making a choice to believe ... visiting that belief and renewing it again and again, perhaps once a year, once a month, once a week, day, minute. The choice, for me, is to believe in the god of the bible, the god of the ages, the god of the universe ... to believe in the god that loves us so much as to create for us, and grant to us responsibility for, the vastness of the earth ... to believe in the god who provides nature, art, beauty, thoughts, relationships for our enjoyment and our sustenance ... to believe in the god who designs us to love and be loved ... to believe in the god who formed our hearts and minds with an unquenchable longing for truth and understanding and an unquenchable craving for goodness ...

... to believe in a god that will never leave nor forsake us.