This is an email I sent out to a ton of people a few years ago. I would’ve been 23 at the time. I remembered it the other day and thought it might make a good blog post.
The Lord works in mysterious ways.
Lately I’ve been struggling with questions that are common to Christians and I’ve been feeling God comfort me in an unusual way – I felt Him getting sarcastic with me.
I felt insecure one night, wondering if God was really there, if He was really watching over me. Then I felt Him say, “I’ve told you that I would never leave you nor forsake you, that I would be with you always, even to the end of the age. But…not tonight. Nah, I feel like taking the night off. I think the world can do without me for a few hours.”
I’ve also been concerned that I’ve sinned too much for God to forgive me for all of it. Then I felt Him say, “That particular sin you’ve committed about a hundred and twelve times and I’ve forgiven you every single time. But, oh! – a hundred and thirteen times! Well – I don’t think I can handle that! The blood I shed for you only covers a hundred and twelve of those.”
I found this oddly comforting. I guess if I put myself in a slump for so long then God has to speak to me a different way just so that I know He’s still there and still listening.