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2007, it has turned out, was the year of God's absence. God's absence was lamented by a modern saint and celebrated by famous atheists. We learned that Mother Teresa experienced long stretches during which she had no sense of God's presence. Because she had experienced startling epiphanies earlier in life, these stretches of divine absence were excruciating for her. And we heard arguments from Richard Dawkins and Christopher Hitchens, among others, that God hasn't made himself known because, well, there is no one to be made known.

I like to think I'm more like Mother Teresa—someone who longs to experience more of God's presence. I pray for that experience. I open myself more to that Presence. I sometimes wonder, though, if I know what I'm asking for. While we read many prayers in the Bible pleading for God to make himself known, we have many other instances in which devout believers hide or flee from God's presence. It started with Adam and Eve.

We take up the story after the blessed couple had eaten of the forbidden fruit. They intuitively sensed something tragic had occurred. They did not have to be taught that God is holy and not to be trifled with. They are so intimate with their Creator that guilt and shame are immediate reactions. Naturally, they try to escape God's presence when they hear him rustling in the trees: "They heard the sound of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord" ().

This is the first installment of a subplot that runs throughout the Bible. To be in the presence of a holy God, the biblical authors tell us, is not necessarily like a trip to the beach. The holiness of God and the sinfulness of man do not mix. As Moses put it, no one can see God face-to-face and live. And yet it is also clear that it is impossible to escape that Presence. God's presence, as the Psalmist put it, hems us in (). At one point, the prophet Amos hears the Lord speak these alarming words:

If they dig into Sheol,

from there shall my hand take them;

if they climb up to heaven,

from there I will bring them down.

If they hide themselves on the top of Carmel,

from there I will search them out and take them;

and if they hide from my sight at the bottom of the sea,

there I will command the serpent, and it shall bite them. ().

The corruption within—greed, lust, selfishness, injustice, that is, all the self-imposed diseases that infect our souls—combined with the inescapable presence of a holy God can only result in a conflagration in which we are consumed. This is the reality of our existence, which people of spiritual discernment have always recognized. It's the reason Martin Luther at first only hated God's presence.

Such Presence is not something a sane person prays or longs for. Which suggests something about my prayers: I may not be in touch with reality as much as I think. I imagine that being in God's presence is the equivalent of walking on an open beach, basking in sunshine that warms me through and through. Instead, the reality is more like darting nervously around a prison courtyard at midnight, with God's glaring searchlight following my every step, exposing my every move.

I don't think I am alone in my denial. This is why I think people like me secretly cheer the atheists, and their patron saint Friedrich Nietzsche. It was Nietzsche who coined the phrase "God is dead." By that he meant nothing metaphysical as much something practical and spiritual: Religion was no longer a source of authority. "God says" or "the church says" or "the pastor says" no longer motivate people, he argued. He concluded that we must become our own gods, each our own source of moral authority.

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November (Web-only) 2007, Vol. 51