What Should I Do When I Don’t Feel Like God Cares About Me?
Do you ever feel like God doesn't care about you? If so, here are some encouraging words.
One of the most incredible verses in the Bible to me is Isaiah 30:21, which says, “And whenever you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear this command behind you: “This is the way. Walk in it.”.”
I love the ancient beauty of this verse. How incredible that finite humanity would hear a word behind us, leading and guiding us every step of the way. Knowing that the God who spoke these words thousands of years ago is the same today, it is amazing to realize we have a gentle Guide and faithful Friend who is traveling every inch of life’s journey with us.
As far as I remember, I have never been someone who struggles with doubt about God’s existence. To me, there’s always been more than enough historical and scientific evidence that He is present and at work. Also, my relationship with Him started at just four years of age, and it has always been very real and personal. To my knowledge, I’ve never had a season of doubting God. I know that is not many people’s story, and I don’t take that for granted.
But while I never doubted that God was real, I often struggled with how God was working in my life—especially when it came to His goodness and fairness.
Why Would God Care About Me?
I loved God, but I didn’t understand why life never followed the sequential pattern it seemed to follow for others. It seemed that the majority of my friends had a dreamy life, with fun high school years, boyfriends in college, happy marriages afterward, and at least four kids by their mid-twenties. That wasn’t the case for me, and I sometimes struggled to understand it.
There was a niggling thread of doubt that said, “You’ve served God your whole life, so He doesn’t need to pay attention to you. He knows you’ll always serve Him, so why would He care about the details of your life?”
But one day, during my personal time of worship with God, I realized something. I had complete confidence in God as the Creator and Sustainer of life, but I wasn’t trusting Him with my personal happiness. I believed in the resurrection, but I somehow felt that my emotions, desires, and longings might be too great or too insignificant for Him to handle.
It was then that I had my most personal encounter with God. To this day, I’m not entirely certain whether the voice was audible or not, but it was so powerful that it certainly felt audible. For the only time in my life, I heard God speak to me in an incredibly clear way. I heard Him say, “You’re beautiful in my sight.”
