...Again.
I have found him...but I keep losing him. He's slipping away as I try and get a grasp on God's word.
Or is it just the opposite? I've never felt so so close. Like I can almost taste God's glory.
I'm going to share something personal.
I met God. I can't exactly be sure when. Preschool? We learned about Him there. We sang about God.
"..The birds and the sea, the bugs and fishes. Birds flying high in the sky so blue. God made me, and God made you." That was our song.
I kinda thought I always had God. I mean, I prayed. I would talk to him. I knew rights and wrongs.
I never felt alone. My family never really enforced God in our lives until the past few years.
I found God. In a church. Singing in the church choir. You could feel, feel God's glory. It made me want to cry. I belonged here. With GOD's people. It's a good feeling. That makes feel good right now remembering.
I lost God. I realized this when I was sitting in a car in the church parking lot. Tears running down my face. I was late for church choir. I found him there, when I had decided I had enough of everything. I had had enough of everything I was doing to hurt myself. I'd had enough of my life.
I'm finding God. I found my way back to God sitting on my computer. Looking at a Facebook page, scrolling down and my eyes found a link to a blog. I found God, at least the way to God again. I didn't even think I was that lost. But I was.
I'm praying I won't lose you again.
