I can feel it inside. Something is about to happen. The walls are about to come crumbling, the waves are about to come crashing, the clouds are getting dark, the wind is picking up, and when it hits...its going to hit hard. Just when you think it's all ok and thing are great, and the water is calm and you can see for miles....I can actually feel it way down deep inside of me, something is coming.
If I held out both of my hands, I could attach a current emotion to each finger. Anger, Sadness, Happiness, Joy, Frustration, Anxiety, Fear, Betrayal, etc...its like when you watch a "stay tuned for next week's episode" commercial and they show all of these scenes building up to a climax, and the music keeps adding another instrument, and it's getting louder and building to a climax, and then the screen goes black....insert my face right at that moment.
I'm in the middle of a moment where I am saying the same old question we all have said, "God, Where are you?" And yet, I can see Him EVERYWHERE! I hear him in the songs I am listening to, I see him in the movies I have been watching, he is within my close friendships, ...
But yet I find myself asking out loud, "Where are you?" And you know what....I think he's asking me the exact same thing. And there's me standing in the forest, hiding behind a fig leaf with the crotch of my jeans ripped out. God is saying, "hold on all you want to that fig leaf, because it's going to be blown away anyway...something is coming!"
I hate Bob Dylan. He can't carry a tune, and yet the multitudes make such a massive deal out of him for the imprint he has left on music and culture. Get this....I downloaded a Bob Dylan song today....it was literally calling out to me, and I played it over and over and over and over....until someone came into my office...but when they left, I played it over and over and over and over...."The Times They Are a Changin'".