Trusting My Doubt
Have you ever been so sure of something and yet doubt it in its entirety at the same time? Have you ever felt the wind sweetly kiss you on the cheek while wondering how it could leave you that same instant? Lately, these feelings have thrived in my everyday being. An evening of intimate prayer creates stillness in me, only for the rising of the sun to steal away the peace of the night. I think of the stories in the bible where God did everything just short of audibly telling His people what He wanted from them. He made it so clear to Jonah that he should travel to Nineveh, and unmistakably conveyed to Paul each step to take next as he witnessed to the lost. What I wouldn't give to have the God of the universe speak to me with that kind of clarity. But instead, I plead with the Lord to show me something-- anything. In the absence of affirmation, I'm left with feelings of hopelessness and misdirection. What am I doing? Have I strayed from His plan so much that the paths have