Do you ever feel you’re in a unexplicably funky sometimes where you feel two forces tugging at you? I don’t feel overwhelmingly high or low. I just feel this mish mash of feeling both the euphoria of my triumphs and the agony of the failures of my life at the same time. It’s the overwhelming presence of God mixed with a perception of His deafening absence. It’s experiencing a secure embrace while at the same time feeling like I’ve been pushed to the side. I don’t really know what I’m feeling right now.