There are seasons when Christ seems to be lost. Just like Jesus was absent for his disciples in death before his resurrection, there are times when there is no peace, no rest, no beauty because the Lord seems lost.
There are times when Christ seems absent from the world and evil triumphs without hindrance. In those times Christ seems absent from the Church and absent from the soul. Faith seems dead and comfort has departed and we’re ready to cry like Mary, “They have taken away my Lord, and I know not where they have laid him” (John 20:13). Then we pray and it mocks us. The Bible seems dry. Such seasons are hard to bear.
I beg you not to misjudge Christ. When He seems lost, He is not far away. We may be adrift but He is on the shore. Only it takes a little love to see Him and to cry in the dawn, “It is the Lord!” (John 21:7).