What Took You So Long?

The following is an excerpt from blog written by a young lady I work with:

"I woke up this morning with the sky painted with streaks of gold, pink, blues and purples. I was amazed. Today I went on a trip down to Vancouver with Robert. I had an interview at John Casablancas Institute, which is a makeup and hair design school. I got accepted but not the point.

After the interview, we went for a stroll, yes a stroll, back to the skytrain station. I was stopping everywhere taking pictures of buildings, of a telephone booth, of a fence. The stupidest things, but everything was catching my eye.

I'm not going to live this down when I say this, but I think it's cuz I saw God EVERYWHERE.
See, we haven't been on the best of terms lately. I just don't understand how He could let some of the things that have happened to me lately keep happening. He could step in. He could say "HEY YOU! IM GOD. STOP!"

I was left with myself being broken. That hasn't changed but I don't know, taking the pictures I took today helped in a way. It was healing, kind of anyways.

I hate that I have glimpses of God, and then I find myself not believing, not wanting to see him anymore. It's understandable to an extent I guess, but still blows. But does he? Nope. Of course not...

So God, I just want to say. I missed you, what took you so long?"