"Me singing is like playing Whac-a-mole." So says my darling husband about his singing ability. He says that sometimes he's on key (or as close as possible for him) and does pretty good singing the song. But sometimes he's way off and just never gets close, kinda like how when you play the Whac-a-mole game, sometimes you can hit all the moles as they pop up, and sometimes you miss every single one of them.
Life is like that, too. There are days that I feel totally close to God. I can feel His presence and can easily "taste and see that the Lord is good." And then there are days when God seems painfully far away, and I'm left wondering where He is and how to get back to Him.
Lately, I feel like I've been missing the moles, particularly with some stuff going on at church, of all places. But I know for it to get better, I have to give God the thing you hit the moles with and let Him take over for me. You know, His aim is perfect...