dailydatewithgod

I remember as a child when people in church would talk about God as if God was “up there” somewhere.  I have heard people over the years talk about a bearded man in the sky.  Maybe it is because I have not had the easiest time connecting to God the Father, I didn’t connect with a God “up there”.  I saw the picture of the painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel and have been in many churches with high dome paintings and stain glass window depictions of God.  God in a form I could relate to has always been a presence around me.  My father introduced the idea to me when I was 12 of Jesus as a friend.  It seemed foreign until I gave it a try.  From then on, I never saw God as not being around.  Clearly there were periods of my life in which I put as much distance around myself as I could, but I instinctively knew the moment I was willing to let God in closer, God was right there.  In my darkest hours when I thought God was nowhere to be found, I started yelling. I remember many a conversation with God as though God was around but I couldn’t feel God’s presence.  In frustration I told God I knew he/she had not abandoned me but I had no idea what I was doing to abandon God.  It is curious to me even though I felt abandoned, I still spoke to God like a friend with whom I thought was right there.  I have no qualms about being authentic in my expressions of anger and frustration about the status of our relationship.  I didn’t scream at the sky or even have to go into church, yet I have done both of those.  I sensed I just needed to share what I was feeling even in my frustration.  It is a deep and abiding friendship that is around me and within me.  The degree to which I remember God is as much within me as my own heart,  I am able to see God around me. Sometimes it is as simple as seeing God in the very thing around me where I can’t imagine God could ever be.

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