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By Kely Braswell (Dangerous Breeze)
Far away, so close...
So, all my preacher friends tell me that God is everywhere. And I pretty much believe that.
But what about when it don't feel like it?!
What about when things ain't exactly goin' swimmingly, and the ends don't meet at the end of the month, and the people you love are sick of you, and it's been four days since I read any Psalms and I haven't even remembered the really weak prayers like "Oh, God, please bless my mashed potatoes, and make 'em really creamy?"
What about then?
What about when I'm standing in a wide expanse of nothingness, and I'm yellin', "God. Where ARE you?"
"Well, God's close. As close as your skin."
That's what people will say, those who know the proper theological, churchy, St. Francis and the Pope type answers to these things.
But does it matter if He's close, even if I don't feel Him? 'Cause sometimes "close" sure seems "far."