I don’t think life is as simple and straight forward as we’re sometimes led to believe.
I can’t, for example, say exactly who God is, as if I’ve known him so long that I’ve comprehended him entirely.
I think he is slightly bigger than my ability to understand.
I’ve experienced how involved he can be, as if my life, on an earth with billions of other people has significance.
I’ve seen how he attends to small detail, orchestrating circumstances without me even asking or thinking about it or even realizing that it is important.
I’ve seen him care about who I am and what goes down in my life.
But still I think it would be arrogant of me to even venture at pretending that I know who he is.
I know this, not as a proven scientific fact, but by existential faith – had it not been for his involvement, his close and very personal involvement in my life, things would have gone down very differently.
This excites me – even if I don’t have all the answers – at least I’m sure that we’re sharing life.
Somehow he looks at me and says: I can relate to that.