Let me paint a picture. It was a cold Friday night in the middle of November and the atmosphere on the football pitch was tense! I went in for a tackle and within 5 minutes I was being driven to A&E by my mates…
I’d never felt pain like it. A couple of days and plenty of painkillers later I was sat at home, unable to move and with not a lot to do. The lack of purpose in each day was the hardest thing; I’m the kind of person who likes to fill their diary and make sure I have company and plans… but that was difficult to maintain with one leg in a cast!
This lack of purpose and focus led to a feeling of distance from God. I knew He was still there, but I didn’t feel I could give Him the same attention as normal. My mood was down and I was tired.
A few long months later the cast was removed and I could start seeing people again. One of the first events I attended was a 24 hour worship event at church.
It was here where I felt like I could finally reconnect with God… the person that mattered most, who I’d been a bit distant from, was waiting for me to come back and welcomed me with open arms. It was like being reunited with an old friend. As I worshipped Him and spent time in His presence, I felt my joy come back and I felt His incredible love.
His presence is always there, but sometimes we can distance ourselves from it, or even be unaware of it. But it’s always there. And He is always there, ready to bring us close to Him.