 My trouble with God was that for so long, I thought I needed to find Him. I was searching for a voice, searching for a feeling or a moment where His presence was tangible. But that didn't happen. It was either that this God thing was a hoax or somehow I was messing it up. But over the years I've come to realize that my trouble wasn't with God at all, but rather my own expectations of how He needed to present Himself to me. The truth is God's presence, His nearness, His involvement isn't dictated by a voice or a feeling or a moment, but rather His promises. He promises that He's working all things out for my good and His glory, that He'll never leave me or forsake me and that His love for me is unconditional as His child. There's nothing that can separate me from His love, that He's provided everything I need to live a godly life in His Word. The moment I stop trying to search for a voice or a feeling is the moment I finally rest, just being content to live in His presence.