Where can I go from your spirit? Or where can I flee from your presence? (Psalm 139:7)
These words from this Psalm challenged me. I used to assume that God was somewhere way out there. And if he felt like it, every once in awhile he’d travel to the place where I am.
Misconceptions such as, God’s an absent parent kept me from truth. If God is absent, God may as well not exist at all. How am I supposed to get excited about God way out there … somewhere, maybe?
No, I wasn’t trying to figure out if God is. God told Moses at the burning bush, “I Am.” I believed God is but I reasoned that God might not be paying attention all the time. (Although I suspected, occasionally, God checked up on me to see if I’d made any moves toward improvement).
This time these words captured me. Before when I read them my wandering and misdirected mind prevented me from fixing on what was written. All at once I saw the verse differently. I heard it differently, “Where can I go from your spirit? Or where can I flee from your presence?”
I asked myself, “Where can I get to that God isn’t already there?”