Denying God is not as melodramatic as the Book of Job might have you believe. Nor need it be as angsty as shaking one's fist at the sky and screaming "There is no God!," or cold and cerebral as the staunch materialist who is unaware of the difference between religion and spirituality.
God is not some invisible friend in the sky, nor a super Santa Claus who keeps a list of who's naughty and who's nice--God is infinite, not confined to a mythical heaven, but is in all of us, and everything. Eknath Easwaran said this of God: ". . . .the divine spark within your own heart; not some imposing figure seated on a throne in the far reaches of the heavens, but the very core of your own self.""
God is love, and God is the most loving and grateful and charitable and noble and honest part of us. We deny God when we fall short of our greatest and grandest conception of ourselves and what we can be.
We deny God when we are impatient with children or the elderly.
We deny God when we observe beauty in nature and scurry past, failing to take a moment to appreciate it.
We deny God when we have a kind or loving impulse and fail to act on it.
Recently I was at the local box store, and used the men's room. As I left, I noticed an employee cleaning out the women's room. I felt like thanking him, telling him I appreciated his efforts, that his work meant a lot to me, since I don't have running water in my cabin. It might have brightened his day, and that small act of kindness might have spread and grown--small acts have a way of doing that.
But I didn't. I was too busy, and thought he might resent my intrusion or think I as being patronizing or sarcastic. Truth is, I was fearful. And fear always drives out love.
And now I am remorseful.
Well, I did it.
A week or so later, I was in the store, the same guy was in one of the johns, down on his knees scrubbing the floor behind a toilet. I said "Excuse me," and he turned around with this sort of wary look on his face.
"I just want to tell you how much I appreciate your work. My cabin doesn't have running water and it is really great to be able to use a nice clean restroom now and then."
He got this big smile on his face, and said "Thank you very much."
It may have made his day--I know it made mine.