I've been struggling to think of things to write recently, partly because I was tired or feeling ill, but, perhaps, also because my theology has been going through some radical shifts over the last few years and even more so recently and it can be hard to know exactly where you stand when the ground seems to be constantly moving.

God is often described as a rock in the Old Testament, a symbol of solid security, trustworthy and reliable, but even rocks can be shaken by earthquakes. Of course the truth is that the truck is just an analogy and that God is really the one who made the rock, who wrote the laws that define when earthquakes happen, who underpins the rationality of the universe. And though the universe may often seem to us chaotic and frightening, science is constantly revealing the ways in which it is actually ordered and consistent.

I'm currently reading my way through Alister McGrath's 'spiritual autobiography' Through a Glass Darkly and in the early chapters he talks about how the revelation, through science, of an ordered universe at first led him along the path to atheism and, certainly, for many in the current age that seems the only path to take, but, like McGrath ultimately discovered, it is the one who made that ordered universe who it is ultimately the more rewarding to know that the universe itself. And if science can undergo it's paradigm shifts throughout the centuries and still edge ever closer to truth, so too can our understanding of God.

My sometimes shaky Theology isn't a sign of doubt or faltering faithfulness, but rather it is like the tremors and aftershocks of an earthquake that reshapes the landscape, revealing things hidden in the fault lines. I believe that I'm drawing ever closer to God and that He will ultimately reveal Himself to me as He sees fit, in His love.

How do you experience doubt, whether it be of religion, the tenets of your worldview, of the trust you put in certain relationships? Does the doubt ever help to clarify things, to draw you closer to the truth, or did it push you away? What might it mean to shift the way you view the world? What secrets might such a quake unearth?