“Father, I believe You are here. Help my unbelief. I want to feel Your nearness, but more than that, I want to trust Your character. Open my eyes to see what You are already doing. In the noise and the silence, let me know You are with me. Amen.”
Where have you sensed God’s presence this week in an unexpected place? Share in the comments—let’s encourage each other to wake up to the ordinary holiness of today. experiencing the presence of god
Here is the good news: You don’t have to strive. You just have to stop . “Father, I believe You are here
What if I told you that experiencing God’s presence is not a luxury for the elite, but a promise for the ordinary? Open my eyes to see what You are already doing
Some days, worship will make you weep. Other days, you will feel dry as dust. In both cases, God has not moved. Faith is showing up on the dry days and saying, “I trust You are here, even if I don’t feel You.” That stubborn trust is sweeter to God than any emotional high.
Mother Teresa lived for decades without feeling God’s presence, yet she remained faithful. She understood something crucial: God gives us seasons of consolation and seasons of desolation. The desolation is not punishment; it is training. It teaches us to love God for who He is, not for how He makes us feel.
Nothing blocks God’s presence like pretending. Tell Him exactly how you feel. “God, I feel nothing right now. I’m bored. I’m tired. I’m angry.” The Psalms are full of this raw honesty. In my experience, that confession is the presence of God—because only in His safe presence can we be that real.