I have a question circling around in my head like a goldfish. Blop, blop, blop it goes (that’s the sound goldfish make). I wonder if it thinks it is in London 2012.
If you are human, can you answer my question? Responses from other apes would also be rather interesting.
I started pondering after reading several Christian publications. The humans in these publications talked about how God had revolutionized their lives and how he had always been there for them in their darkest moments.
Is this how human Christians experience the Lord? It seems they plug into him without any doubt or frustration. Humans never have my problems with faith.
I am a young chicken. I live in a churchyard yew tree with two koalas. As a chicken I find it very difficult to talk to God. I can’t see or hear him. When God seems to answer I never know if what he says is my wishful thinking getting in the way.
There’s no point asking God to help me with decisions. I can’t ever tell if I am humble enough to listen to his answer. If I think I am, then I am probably not.
Human beings must be spiritually more advanced than me. In testimonies they say they ask God who to marry and where to set up business. They listen to his answer in the full confidence that they can hear it.
I am a mere chicken. I do not have such a strong relationship with the Lord. To tell the truth, when I see how brightly these humans shine with faith, I don’t want to talk to them. Their friendship with the beloved is perfect, it seems. My friendship with God is inadequate in comparison. If they knew, they would pity me.
There is no doubt in my mind that God is there. A thin sliver of his ways are understandable through Jesus Christ. He is there when people love. I know he loves me because it seems like blasphemy to say otherwise. He is a wild unpredictable force beyond my imagination. He is the creator of a universe so vast and varied that it scares me to think how big he must be.
I don’t have a good relationship with him. I can’t see him, I can’t hear him and my own thoughts get in the way when I pray. There is a curtain between me and my Lord.
How lucky you humans are. You can confidently say that you know him, but I can’t. Am I right?