Colin says:
Whenever I have a significant problem or grievance of sorts in my life, it always feels like the worst problem I’ve ever had. And even when it doesn’t feel that way, thinking of how things have been worse doesn’t make me feel any better. I generally think it’s the same with most people. The phrase “time heals all wounds” is certainly accurate, but the problem with having a wound being slowly mended by time is that– It feels about fifty times longer than it really is and sometimes we need a little reassurance along the way.
Considering that God knows everybody personally and knows all their personal problems, He’s the one who knows whose problems are the worst and whose are the most miniscule. The things that I’ve been struggling with recently don’t involve making a house payment (attaining financial stability, sure, but I’m not in trouble), finding where my next meal comes from, worrying about a warm place to sleep or even legal troubles. My struggles are more of the emotional sort and while all problems deal with emotions, I think it’s pretty safe to say that my problems are pretty miniscule compared to the ones I just listed.
The greatest thing about God is that I’m a spoiled brat in that I’m worried about emotional problems when there are teenagers in Haiti that have no comprehension of the question: “What do you do for fun?” There are a billion people out there whose life is exclusively about survival, no worries of career choice, spousal choice or even an ability to fathom what the world “leisure” might entail. By all means God should be smacking across the back of the head and saying: “Are you kidding me with this? You’re an asshole for even contemplating these things as problems while billions of my people are dying in the dirt!”
He doesn’t do that, though. He takes my problems just as seriously as anybody else’s and realizes that the mind is where the problems lie. God understands my mind better than anybody else and better than I do. I’ve been praying a lot to Him the past month or so and He has been answering and reassuring me that He’s there, even when I feel like I’m talking to nobody.
About three weeks ago, I had a very depressing day. Dealing with certain things was attacking my emotions all while at work (which sucks considering I’m answering phone calls for irked customers deprived of their merchandise purchased on eBay), I was looking forward to seeing the movie “Where the Wild Things Are” that night, thinking: “Yes, today sucks, but it will be fine tonight because I’m going to see WtWTA with two of my best friends. That will make me feel better. Spike Jonze, awesome effects, what could go wrong?” Well, the film itself was one of the most depressing movies I’ve ever seen. I went home that night, climbing into bed in my lonely apartment, feeling cold, hopeless and empty.
The next morning wasn’t any different. I woke up in the exact same mood that I went to sleep in, only now I had eight hours of work to look forward to on a Saturday afternoon. Driving to work, with the sky still a dark blue, daylight savings time having not happened yet, I began praying to God. As I prayed, however, I felt like I was just talking to myself, I felt like there was nobody up there listening to me and it was all bunch of bull shit, but somewhere inside of me, I didn’t feel that– Because I just began crying out to God, not asking for a sign, but just asking Him to help me. As Anne Lamott says, she only has two kinds of prayers: “Help me, help me, help me” and “thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Thirty seconds past. At best. I looked to my left and saw the mountains. Dark, yet clearly visible silhouettes of them against the shadowy blue of the sky. I was right at a point on the freeway where the long row of mountains took a dip, and right as the mountains began to dip, there was a cloud that began right as the mountains began descending and ended right where the mountains concluded their ascent. It was like a bridge– And above the cloudy bridge, there sat a single star, that, as I drove, was crossing over the cloud. The whole scene looked like this:

Now, whenever somebody tries to interpret a dream to me, I find myself rolling my eyes and just thinking: What a bunch of crap. Call me cynical, but think trying to relate dreams to every little aspect of your life is a bit extreme. The thing is, though, that image that I saw, an allegorical portrait of nature that God had painted for me, gave me so much to interpret and so much to analyze, yet it was very simple and it shut me up. The moment that I saw that, I felt peaceful and warm and within another thirty seconds, the image was gone, but the star kept moving over the mountains, having completed its course over the cloudy bridge. I felt like I was at a dip in my life and instead of letting me fall to the bottom with a quick descent, God stepped in, as He does, and guided me over what could be a very harrowing mess without Him.
The single star also felt very significant to me. Up until just now, I always remembered a scene in Ben Hur where Jesus appeared and everybody was looking at him and to each individual it looked like He was looking at just them. I YouTubed the scene really quickly and found that it wasn’t in the movie (Jesus does show up, though), but I still remember that depiction of Him. It makes perfect sense to me, though. Jesus and God look at us each individually as if we are the only thing that matters to Him, He does this for all of His sons and daughters. I only saw one star in the sky that morning. I am God’s only star in the sky. Just like you are. And everybody else is. He knows all of us as if we are the only person He knows. That’s omnipotence for you. It was another comforting sign that God gave to me to give me truth and comfort. The moment I got to work I jotted that image in a John Nash-like frenzy. It will forever be significant to me and was an amazing answer from God in a moment of weakness and despair for me.
God does say no to us at times because if He gave us direct answers and solace every time we turned to Him, we wouldn’t progress, we’d just become lethargic and ask Him to do everything for us. There’s a reason he gave us able-bodies and able-brains. However, I think there are times in our lives when He knows that we need to something to hang onto. And I feel like that time is now for me. I am a non-denominational Christian in Salt Lake City, sometimes it can be a little lonely and God is helping me keep strong through times of weariness.
I prayed to God also, having felt detached from people about a week ago, and it was followed up with an amazing and enlightening conversation with my friend, Shane. I prayed to God to have my Bible that I had lost returned to me, and two weeks later, my friend Forrest turned up with it.
There were two topics I was interested in hearing be discussed in a church-setting as a sermon. The controversial and more disconcerting areas of the Bible and Satan, himself, the adversary. I felt like I needed to hear pastors address these matters because a lot of non-denom Christian churches seem to avoid these topics as they are not as pleasing to the ear as other biblical topics such as grace. Well, I have two services I go to, one on Sunday evenings called The Mount and another on Tuesday evenings called UteNited. On Sunday, the topic was Psalm 137, a psalm that ends with the Jews wishing for their enemies’ children to be smashed against rocks. If you’d like to hear it, it was a sermon given by Chad Whitehead and is very eloquent and meaningful – Here. Then, two nights later, the topic of the night was Satan… The moment it was revealed that that would be the topic of discussion, I literally looked up and said: “Are you kidding me?” It felt a little too convenient to be considered coincidental.
I don’t mean for this to be a listing off of prayers answered or to try to convince anybody of Christianity’s validity, I just felt like I should put these all down for me to remember and for anybody who may appreciate them. I have not proofread this thing and it may read as erratically as it was written. If I have any advice for you, it’s this — Pray to God. Even when you just feel like you’re having a conversation with yourself, He is listening and He will help you be strong. Always have full confidence that whatever God does for you will be the right thing.
-CSL
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