I don’t see any problem if God would, like a loving father, let us know that he existed.
However, I love Rich Mullins’ “Playing Hard to Get,” meditation here.
You who live in Heaven,
Hear the prayers of those of us who live on Earth,
Who are afraid of being left by those we love,
Who get hardened in the hurt.
Do you remember when You lived down here,
Where we all scraped,
To find the faith to ask the daily bread?
Did You forget about us
After You had flown away?
Well, I memorized every word You said.
Still, I’m so scared, I’m holding my breath,
While You’re up there, just playing hard to get.
You who live in radiance,
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in skin,
We have a love that’s not as patient as Yours was,
But still we do love now and then.
Did You ever know loneliness,
You ever know need?
Do You remember just how long a night can get?
When You were barely holding on,
Did Your friends fall asleep,
They don’t see the blood that’s running in Your sweat?
Will those who mourn be left uncomforted,
While You’re up there just playing hard to get?
And I know You bore our sorrows,
And I know You feel our pain,
And I know that it would not hurt any less
Even if it could be explained
And I know that I am only lashing out
At the One who loves me most.
And after I have figured this, somehow,
What I really need to know…
Is if You who live in eternity
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in time?
We can’t see what’s ahead,
And we cannot get free from what we’ve left behind.
I’m reeling from these voices that keep screaming in my ears,
All these words of shame and doubt, blame and regret,
I can’t see how You’re leading me,
Unless You’ve led me here,
To where I’m lost enough to let myself be led.
And so You’ve been here all along, I guess.
It’s just Your way, and You are just plain hard to get.
Songwriters: Rich Mullins. For non-commercial use only.