I had this dream once... I was on an island with a big group of people. The island was so crowded that it was standing room only. I was on the edge near the water when I felt the ground beneath me start to move. The next thing I knew the piece of land I was standing on broke off from the rest of the island and I started to drift away.
I don't normally remember my dreams - in fact I rarely dream - but this one stuck with me over the years. The dream was a representation of my life at the time. I was feeling disconnected from God and people. I felt myself slipping away. In my dream I remember feeling helpless and hopeless. In real life I felt like I was just going through the motions - reading the Bible, praying, speaking the words of faith, but on the inside I felt very distant from everything. Still I kept doing what I knew to do and after a while I started to feel the connection being restored and I found my way back to the island, back to the group, back to God.
Lately, I've started to feel the beginnings of that same disconnection. I'm not sure why these times have to happen in our lives, these dry seasons, but I do know that God would not allow them if they weren't necessary. I was reminded of the late Pastor Darlene Kandole, who always warned us not to let the Word of God slip. So, it’s a matter of doing the things I know to do, even though I don’t feel anything. If I don’t know anything else, I know that in time the feeling will come back and the warm fuzzies will return but the truth of God’s Word is constant and sure.
So the good news is God won’t let us drift for too long. He knows right where we are at all times. Our job in these times is to hold on to the truth in the drifting moments of our lives knowing that in time He’ll lead us safely back to shore.