God, Where are You?

Do you ever feel the need to scream that at the heavens? I'm there. Right Now. As I type.

This fall I was visiting a church back in Nebraska and heard a sermon/word about standing in the middle of a crowded fair. Instead, of having fun, we're standing there frantically spinning and looking for our Daddy.

I know God would not bring me here to leave me. But at the moment I'm having a very hard time seeing Him. It doens't mean He's not here. It just means I can't feel Him.

Anyone relate?

I know the promises. He will never leave me or forsake me. He prepares the way for me. He is my shelter. He hides me in the shadow of His wings. It doesn't mean there isn't pain and questions. By the time many of you read this, hopefully my current challenge will be resolved. But it has sent me back to my knees to see just how quickly I can go from calm and assured to desperately looking for my Daddy. For assurance. To know that I'm not alone. To know that He sees me and cares. And to know I have not been abandoned.