It concerns me when people preach that we all go through dry spells when God seems very far away. Frankly? I've not had one of those times in the last 15 years. Not one.
But before then? Yes, I had dry spells, like, every day. heh. Well, often anyway.
So what has been the difference? You've heard of extreme make-overs, extreme sports and extreme shopping, haven't you? Well, for 15 years I've practiced Extreme Dependence upon God. Remember that old hymn which goes something like this?-- "I need Thee, oh I need Thee. Every hour I need Thee." Well, it's like that. I need God every single hour.
And now I could not survive one hour without Him. I wouldn't want to. And He knows that.
I need Him to be my sanity in this wild world. I need Him to be the peace inside my head and heart. I need Him to be my friend. I need Him to be my common sense and to help me understand things. Hey, I need Him to be my memory, even, as I grow older.
That's just the short list. And after all this Extreme Dependence, God knows I would be sunk without Him-- in only one short hour.
Scary thought, really.
But on the other hand? I'd never return to the days when my proud little head thought I could do everything by myself. That is the scarier thought. The lonelier thought, too. My Extreme Dependence has made all the difference and I would never, ever go back. Why would I want to, for goodness sake?!