God Works in Mysterious Ways

God knows... Or does God know? I haven't seen him for a while. Where has he gone? I just can't find the spirituality that I need. I peek in the windows, but he's not sitting in the corner like I often find him. Nowhere to be found, leaving me without anywhere to turn. I float into the spiritual abyss. What can I do? The one, true God that I keep finding looks like a homeless person. He won't tell me what I need to know about the real meaning of my existence. He won't answer my questions. What's he really good for, anyway? Still, I seek, I yearn, and I'm not complacent about things, either. God works in mysterious ways.