This past week was a tough week. It’s not that I was drowning in the depths of depression, or anything like that, it was just a low week. They happen every now and then, and you just need to wait them out, kind of like the flu, without the weight-loss. What bothers me about these times is how hard it is for me to see God and to know that he is present. Well, maybe “know” is the wrong word. That’s the problem with the dark times, it’s not what we know that’s in question, it’s more a question of what we feel.