But… “Where are you?”
In the tapestry of life, loss weaves its intricate threads, altering the fabric of our existence. It comes in many forms — the loss of dreams, of jobs, of words unsaid, and of loved ones. Each loss leaves behind a silent echo that reverberates through the corridors of our soul. Recently, my journey has been shadowed by these losses. The passing of my grandma unfurled a storm of grief, while what I thought was my "dream job" led me down a path of anxiety and mental strain. And as the person dearest to my heart grapples with their own battles, I find myself standing at the crossroads of pain and uncertainty.
In moments like these I've found myself looking up into the sky asking, "Where are You?"
Life, with its unpredictable tides, often sees my emotions taking the wheel, relegating my faith to the sidelines. Yet, amidst the chaos, I'm reminded of Job — a man who, in the depths of loss, was confronted by the voice of God.
"Now prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer Me." (Job 38:3)
In the whirlwind of God's inquiries, Job found humility and perspective. Questions that pierced the veil of human understanding, reminding him of the sovereignty beyond his grasp.
And so, I ponder: in my highs, did I remember God? In my lows, did I trust Him? These questions, like playful boundaries within my mind, lead me back to the essence of faith — relinquishing control and embracing the truth that God is the orchestrator of all.
Love God. Love my wife. Love my children. Love people. In this simple creed, I find the anchor for my restless soul. And as I navigate the tempests of life, I offer this prayer: may God's presence be felt in the midst of our “but……where are You”.
