She sat at her desk. The whole house was refreshingly quiet and she expected nobody home for hours. So the “thump” startled her. She couldn’t tell where it was coming from.  A quick peek through the blinds revealed nothing. She stepped over the dog and went to investigate. Had her husband come home for lunch? He usually called first.

“Hello?!” She called into the seemingly empty house. She looked at the back door, the front door, and did a quick sweep of the upstairs. “Is anybody here?” The cat looked up warily from his cozy slumber in the jumble of blankets on an unmade bed. Was she hearing things? Stepping back into her office she found the dog still lying lazily on the floor. “I’m an idiot,” she thought to herself, “If anyone were here the dog would be going ballistic.”

Was she crazy to think someone was there? She felt crazy for a minute. Maybe no one was there, maybe the noise was some sort of fluke. She had done a quick sweep of the house to settle her unease, and went back to her desk resuming her work. It’s natural to test the waters. Calling out into an empty room is a reasonable response if you feel like someone might be there. Investigating your environment is the only way to find out the truth.

Instead of asking “Who is God? Does God exist,” try “Are you there? Who are you, God?”

Ask everywhere, now and for a lifetime. Ask while you watch a movie or talk to a friend. Ask in the midst of difficulty, or while breathtaken by beauty. When you go in or out, in what you read and what you see, seek answers and beg the question, “God, who are you in this?”

Investigate in your own way, and seek the answer. Aside from all the conflicting evidence, the only way to know who God is, is to meet God.