I don't have any good original thoughts, so I'm just gonna keep stealing other's...
'We yearn for God's presence. We call to him. We scream at him. And we hear nothing. He answers our longings with silence. Sometimes his silence is unbearable[...]
These words were found scrawled on the wall of a concentration camp:I believe in the sun, even though it doesn't shine,
I believe in love, even when it isn't shown,
I believe in God, even when he doesn't speak.
God's silence offers us the choice--faith or sight. We can either abandon our faith or learn to trust in the dark. God leaves that choice up to us. And all the while he's more interested in our faith in him than our ability to decipher his silences. The poet Coleman Barks wrote,
"The only way we know the play of destiny and free will is to
dance the mystery and die inside it."
Jesus, Job, David, and that man in the concentration camp danced the mystery. '
-Steven James in Story - recapture the mystery.
