God where are you? This question has been asked probably by almost every one on earth, regardless of thier believe.
We all have those moments which has no way out written all over it?! As I sat in the front yard of our friends home the “The: where are you God came out of my mouth!”followed by please talk to me , help me, at least tell me what to do? For a time that seemed as forever time! There was no reply, just flys buzzing And doing what flys do!? “Being annoying!”
No, God was not answering me. my mind started the serch for why God is not answeg me, for logicly the foult was mine, so I started going through my brains cabinet of sins(which we all have), and pulled the file marked TOP SECRET, and in that file pulled the very thick folder labeled sins againest God, as i went through page after page, the result was the same, at end of each page, and in some cases more than one page there was a Red stamp which read “paid in full, owned by Jesus!”
Now the above process took some time (few minutes, well it seemed longer:”) I needed to focus and think, well for time that it took me to go through my heads file cabinet I was totally absent minded about my problems that got me asking the question “Where are you God?” In the first place.
God was not answering me, and yet He was!
And sudenly the time stood still as a cardinal flew by me and stood on the short fence facing me, tobe followed by a dove, not a white dove as you might be expecting if you have been reading so far,but your every day ordinary dove, but dove nonetheless.
As the dove flew away, a white small buterfly flew gracefully around me as if to say : hey all would be fine mr. If that wasn’t enough to set my mind at ease the shows final act apeared dressed as a ladybug crawling up my knee and stoping on my hand and looking at my face before flying away.
Before i went out to the yard God was talking to me, but i ws not hearing Him, He reminded me that no matter what I go through He is always with me, and His Son owns my sins when he paid with His blood on calvary .
Remember no matter what you are going through the foot print on the sand is not yours ,but Gods😄