But if I go to the east, he is not there;
if I go to the west, I do not find him.
When he is at work in the north, I do not see him;
when he turns to the south, I catch no glimpse of him. (Job 20: 8-9)
O my God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, and am not silent. (Ps. 42: 10)
I spread out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like parched land. (Ps. 143: 6)
These heart-wrenching cries are prayers -- addressed to a God who seems either deaf or completely absent. Perhaps more surprising, they are IN THE BIBLE! This leads me to conclude that perhaps a season of spiritual depression -- a state of God-forsakenness -- is normal. Perhaps it is even to be expected.
In some strange way, today I find some comfort in that.