Life can often be described like the hard landing of an aircraft that a flight attendant humorously described in this way: “Ladies and gentlemen, please remain in your seats until Captain Crash and the new crew have brought the aircraft to a screeching halt against the gate. And once the tire smoke has cleared and the warning bells are silenced, we’ll open the door and you can pick your way through the wreckage to the terminal.”

Sometimes we feel a little like that passenger, left alone to sort through the chaos and find answers and purpose in what remains. It appears that God is silent and disinterested in the situation where we find ourselves. One reason we can hardly bear the silence is that it makes us feel so helpless. Who will take control?

So often the smoke of clutter and distraction billows around us, the warning bells sound, and we fail to see that we have the option to stumble off the plane into the presence of the One who has been waiting for us to arrive, the One who graciously has made a way for you and I to make it home. Even in what we see as silence he is working.

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