How can you follow a God that you can't see? I don't know, but somehow I'm pulling along.
I believe there is a God, I believe there are people that can see God moving. I believe this is a common and everyday occurrence for some people. I used to be one of those people.
I don't know where it went, or how it went. I can't see God where I need to. He's there and he's moving, I just can't see it.
I find God in the small things, the beauty of the world, my husband, my son... but what about the big things. The ones that make the biggest ripple in who you become.
I'm so wrapped up in the unfairness of it all, that I am blind to what He's doing.
I know in my heart God answers and God moves and it's not always the way that you want it to be. But sometimes... sometimes you need it to be what you want.
It is our brokenness that allows us to see God. It is our need. You must hit the bottom before you can look up, or so I've heard.
How much further must I be broken to see Him? Why does my stubborn heart and concealed mind hold me back?
I have seen miracles with my own eyes... why is that not enough anymore?
