I love the words of the old hymn “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing.” I've loved them for a long time. Last year, as I began having these “challenges in my faith” and experiencing “a difficult time with God,” I'd listen to the words of this song, write them out, stick them on the fridge or the mirror – a sort of reassurance, an encouragement to keep trying with God. Now, as I listen to them, I realize I haven't left God, but rather that God (or at least the God I used to believe in) is not there.
|come thou fount (Photo credit: J. McPherskesen)|
We've found strength in new places, we've found value in other things. Life is still beautiful – much of it is unpleasant and painful and just downright awful, but there is still some beauty, hope, purpose. Much of it doesn't make sense, and there seem to be more questions. We've likely discovered new depths of mystery and perhaps come to realize, slowly, surprisingly, that the unanswerable questions have, in fact, enriched our lives. And there are still some parts of those songs that we can sing along with....
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