I have grass stains on my rainbows

This was a twitter status I noticed before I left for church this morning, and the inspiration to the blog tonight: 

"Sir, why did you take such pains to hide yourself? — Bertrand Russel on what he would say to God if he turns out to exist."

and this is a piece of the psalm from church this morning: 

^{Psalm 89:46} How long, O LORD? Will you hide yourself forever?  How long will your wrath burn like fire?

For those of you who do not walk from Johnson to Phelps here at Winthrop everyday, construction of the "scholars walk" and the new student center have made that walk a little inconvenient.  I have to walk through the front of campus, through the Nance, and then across some traitorous parking lots to reach the building where theatre is sometimes created.  Its usually manageable, taking about eight min if your walking at a brisk pace.  The problem comes in when its 11:00, and access to the Nance is limited to its 200 or so residents, myself not included.  I believe it is possible to cut through another building to reach the front of campus, but tonight, i didn't feel like risking it, and therefor had 2 choices: on the road in the back of campus, or through the art building and around the front of campus.  The later has proven to be the safer, so I clearly chose that route.  So slightly annoyed, I put in my earbuds, and set off to make this unnessarly long journey to my warm bed (which I am still not in by the way).  

As I walked, I became less and less irritated with the situation at hand, and more and more thankful for the beautiful night sky and the cool breeze and the Damien Rice playing in my ears.  More and more thankful that my God has laid out his beauty for us, and that I can sometimes find it in the nothingness of an empty campus, and cool, wet grass.  

I think, as humans, we miss God.  Alot.  Our sinful nature hides Him from us.  He is not hiding, we just cannot see.  I also think that God should be visible in His people.  We should allow God to shine through us, allow Him to be seen, not us.  It breaks my heart to hear people say that they can't see God, because I want them to be able to see Him through me.  I want to be His hands, maybe His feet, any thing I can, but I want it be be clear that I am his, that I am his creation, that my life is a full devotion to Him, and not about myself.  I need to trust him, and not be timid about my beliefs, and what I hold close.  

God isn't hiding, maybe just I am.