Near to God

For many years my husband and I tried to have a baby. I always expected this to happen easily for us; when it didn’t, I felt betrayed.

As a result, I lost the desire I once had to spend time with God. Attending worship services, reading the Bible, and praying all became extremely difficult for me. I felt far away from God. Part of me, however, longed to make a connection, so I began putting my feelings on paper.

While writing honestly about my experience — which I felt I couldn’t share with others — I began to heal. I drew from a faith that I thought was no longer there. Yet there it was — deep inside. As I wrote, I once again felt near to God.

I am thankful for my community of believers and the privilege of worshiping together, but I am especially grateful for God’s presence when I write. As we face pain or misfortune, it is never too late to seek out new ways to commune with God.