Sometimes I wonder, is there anybody here but me?

Sometimes I wonder, is there anybody here but me? The world’s such a big place. And there are so many people. And yet, it can also feel so alone. In a similar way, we Christians believe in such a big God. He’s everywhere, we believe. And yet, sometimes it can feel so alone. Does that mean God’s not as big as we think? Or that He maybe doesn’t even exist?

Sometimes I wonder, is there anybody here but me?
Is there anybody here but me?

Three questions. Big questions. Questions that lots of us ask.

But what about some answers? It’s tempting to say, in reverse order, yes, yes, and no. It does feel that way sometimes. Like the past week or so. Since my last visit to check on the “progress” of my prostate cancer.

I still haven’t been able to write about it. The results of the visit, that is. This is about how I’ve felt since then. Maybe things are getting better. At least I can begin to feel the answers are actually, again in reverse order, no, no, and yes.

Sometimes I wonder, is there anybody here but me? is article #8 in the series: Do not waste your cancer. Click button to view titles for entire series

In the image, is there anybody here but me?

Judging from the black and white image of the person sitting on top of the hill/mountain, looking down onto the world, the answer must be no, there isn’t anybody here but me. By the way, that includes God isn’t here either.

And yet, I know in my head that’s not the case. Fortunately, although it does get lost from time to time, I also know in my heart it’s not true.

Therefore, the answers to the questions are:

  • Does my/your/our feeling alone mean God doesn’t exist?
    • No. Just because I can’t feel/sense/believe God doesn’t exist doesn’t mean He ceases to exist. Nor does it mean He never existed. Just that there’s a disconnect somewhere.
  • Does my/your/our feeling alone mean God’s not as big as we think He is – that He’s not everywhere?
    • Again, no. Any disconnect, no matter the reason, doesn’t make God any smaller. It makes our sense of Him “smaller”. Maybe even non-existent for some time. In a sense, it makes us “smaller”, by way of our perception of God. But it doesn’t change God in any way.
  • Is there anybody here but me?
    • Of course, there is. There are other people, even if I choose to not go out and see them. Or if I choose to see through them. Or even ignore them. I know – all those are “wrong”. And yet, in the moment, during the depression times, “wrong” doesn’t always register. It’s almost survival mode comes first. And maybe not even almost. Whether it’s people or God, they are still there. No matter how much I/you/we try to make it not so.

As I said, we’ve probably all felt like there’s no one here but us. For some of us, it’s more frequent than others. For more on that, I invite you to check out, Christian and depressed. How is that possible?

Footnotes

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    Thomas Nelson, I. (1995). The Woman’s Study Bible (Ho 1:2). Thomas Nelson.

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