When I wake up in the morning, I sort of put my hand out -- spiritually -- and I reach for what you might call God. Sometimes I don't feel God, and I feel lonely. I feel on my own, and I wonder where God is. And then [pause] -- again, I don't want to be melodramatic about this -- I ask God: 'Where have You gone?' God usually replies in a way that it hard to describe: 'I haven't gone anywhere. [laughs] Where have you gone? I haven't moved.' Then I have to check, and I realize that I have somewhere sold myself out. It usually happens incrementally, in tiny steps.
We are the ones who wander from God. . .we must keep our bearings by drawing close to Him again -- each and every morning.
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