Have you ever felt like you just can’t find God? You’re not alone. Job had that same struggle. Job had a lot of things to complain about, but in Job 23:3 we hear the real anguish of his heart. “If only I knew where to find God…” In the midst of Job’s suffering he wanted to be able to talk to God, to share his heart, and to find God’s answers…but he can’t seem to find Him anywhere.
It’s not that Job didn’t look. We sense his heartache as he shares that he went to the east and God wasn’t there; he couldn’t find him in the west. He looked for Him in the north and tried to catch a glimpse of him in the south, but to no avail.
Many of us can identify with that sense that in the midst of our worst times, we can’t seem to find God – no matter where we look. While our suffering may not compare to Job’s, we share his anguish in not being able to find God when we need Him the most. But Job himself offers us hope when he declares: “But He knows the way that I take.” (Job 23:10) He says in essence, I may not be able to find God, BUT He knows where I am. I can’t see Him, but He still sees me. And we, like Job, can find tremendous comfort in that.
Most of us know how the story ends. God greatly blessed the later years of Job’s life with wealth and cattle and family. But I suspect that Job’s greatest blessing is found in Job 42:5 when he declares, “but now my eyes have seen You.” Job finally found God.
Be encouraged! When you can’t find God, He still sees you, He is aware of everything that you’re facing, and the day will come when you too, like Job, will be able to say, “But now my eyes have seen You.”
(Adapted from a Radio Blog by the same name)
Thank you for writing and sharing this. You have beautifully expressed what I have experienced in the past. I remember my dear husband told me, “God is carrying you in his hand when you can’t find Him.” That took me to the poem, FOOTPRINTS.
The Lord replied, “My precious child, I love you
and I would never leave you. During your times of
trial and suffering, when you see only one set of
footprints, it was then that I carried you.”
Keep writing! I love reading your blogs.
Peg