Bluejay, back field, Trinity Lutheran Church, Pembroke Pines, Florida, October 2013
Look, he passes by me, and I do not see him;
he moves on, but I do not perceive him.
There are times when God seems so distant, even absent
in our lives.
We see injustice, poverty, and death;
We experience the sting of gossip,
the turning of the tide,
the darkness of depression,
the paralysis of despair.
The strength of our faith is not measured
by the volume of our praise,
nor by the robustness of hallelujahs playing upon our lips,
or the frequency of our prayer,
nor even how often we do the right thing.
Rather it is our willingness in humility to utter through our doubt:
"I believe. Help my unbelief!"