What's He Doing?

What on earth is God doing? My path twists and turns, diverges, seems to loop around and bring me back to the same spot. I'm lost. I don't really know where to go from here. I can't stand still ... but the steps forward (are they really forward?) are painful or monotonous. Sometimes they are both.

The other night I told my friend "I don't think God hears me." She said, "That's not true." When I asked how she knew that wasn't true, she said "Because I see Him in you." Okay. Sure. I guess. I don't feel Him though. I see His work surrounding me (in nature and via art for the most part), but ... that's sort of an intellectual thing. I want to feel it in my heart, in my gut.

Well. The house is silent. There's lots of sunshine pouring through my bedroom window. My twisty, zig-zag path has a bright spot. Seems like it would be sinful not to enjoy it.