i recently read a little blurb at the bottom of an article. it said somthing like this. 'a woman walked into a dark room at the zoo which housed many nocturnal creatures. as soon as the door shut and the little sliver of light went away, a tiny hand latched onto hers. suprised, she asked, ' who do you belong to?' the tiny boy replied, 'i'm yours until the lights come back on.'
is this the attitude that we usually have toward God? do we run to Him when life gets dark, but run back to the world when the lights come back on?

think about it.