Where Are You, God?

I got nothin’. No inspiration. No drive. No motivation. Nothing. And I have a deadline in less than 24 hours. Where are you, God?

The surgery I went through almost 3 weeks ago has left me feeling like I have nothing left. I was so excited beforehand to have this 8 weeks of recovery to draw closer to God, my husband, write, and get my home in order. Instead, I feel like everything I once had as a writer has been removed from my being with the kidney I donated. I don’t have enough energy to prepare dinner for my family (good thing we have a wonderful meal train), let alone much energy to post on social media or continue blogging as normal. God, where are you? What has happened to me?

This morning I asked my son to do some simple yardwork for me. As he raked away the fall leaves and the deadness from last year’s plants, the small, green stubs of new life stood stark against the dark soil. Something inside me sprung to life and I smiled, excited at what this meant. Spring was here. The cold, darkness of our New England winter has finally passed.

David praises God in Psalm 145, declaring, “The eyes of all look expectantly to You, and You give them their food in due season. You open Your hand and satisfy the desire of every living thing.” Why do we doubt God? Every spring He breathes new life into the world around us. Why is it hard sometimes for us to forget to turn our eyes heavenward and expectantly wait for all our needs to be supplied?

If you’re struggling right now with feeling empty, poured out, or drained, I encourage you to turn your eyes heavenward and expect God to meet ALL of your needs. Then trust Him and watch – Spring is here!