I live in a reasonably normal house. There are no hidden stairways or secret gardens in my home, but somewhere in it is a perfectly good cup of coffee. I made it. I poured it. I sweetened it. I put it down to answer the phone and it has never been seen since. I retraced my steps. I searched through cabinets. My search was unreasonable, but so was the disappearance. I began to feel the flow in of defeat. And then – I thought of a mighty principle: Everything has to be somewhere! I imagined it cooling in some crafty place I had chosen on my way to the phone. I invented a little story. That cup of coffee wanted to be found just as much as I wanted to find it. It may have been looking for me and so I shared the comfort of logic with the unseen coffee cup. Everything has to be somewhere.
From the trivial to the terrific – God has to be somewhere. He may not be evident in the desolate moment, but He has to be somewhere in the desolation of lostness – somewhere there is God. It is true because He said so. He is in the loftiest of the lofties and in the downest of the downs. He said so. Somewhere in the ridiculous situation God IS. In the acceptance of His Divine Is-ness, there is comfort. God IS! Accepting that is the is-ness of hope. God is good. God is not lost. Almighty God IS. And that is good. Declare Him before you see Him and seeing Him will be its own glorious declaration. Thank the Lord!