I do not have to see Him to believe in Him. The Holy Spirit is constantly guiding me, willing to be my source of comfort.
I was given comfort this week after I had an uncomfortable conversation with a friend who I adore. She told me I use God as a crutch. She said she understood people like me … we cannot face the reality of this world as it is. “People like you,” she said, “cannot stand the idea that there is nothing after we die.” I could not argue with that, I don’t like that idea. I could only sit there and steam.
It was a painful conversation and it was all I could do to keep my mouth shut and not burn the bridge as fast as I could.
The next day, I was sitting at my desk in frump, when a spontaneous thought bubbled up, so unlike my own, I recognized it immediately. It has taken me a long time to recognize His voice, but as time goes on, I know it by the wisdom it offers, the love it bestows, and it is patient when I am not. That’s how I know it is Him.
“Why are you mad? I want to be your crutch. I love you.”
In that very moment, I felt great love for my friend.
These precious moments I have with Him, I don’t deserve them, but I am so glad I have them … and His voice. I do not need to see Him to believe in Him. I know one day I will. That is good enough for me.
Thomas said to him, “My Lord and my God!” Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen me and yet have believed.” – John 20:28-29