Sometimes It’s Hard to Believe in the Goodness of God

When faced with life’s toughest challenges, we look to the heavens and shout, “Why didn’t you fix this, God? Why did you let this happen? What were you thinking?” And then we hope that God almighty heard our cries of anguish and our anger — but we are met with silence. Don’t think for a flat second that He didn’t hear us. He did. He knows. And when we call out to him He’s there.

It’s very hard for people to believe that the sins of the world are not perpetrated by God. God is love and love alone. Any disasters that befall us, death and destruction, any calamities of the earth – flooding, hurricanes, fires – you name it, were not sent by our God to teach us how to deal with it. These are the calamities of living.

All that we are promised is this: “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1. When I was a child, I thought of God above us like a puppet master holding the strings over us and deciding where we go and what we do, and that we were just the puppets down here below. But it doesn’t work like that. Our minds cannot fathom such a great love that God has for us, and neither does He have control over our every move, nor does He set into motion any of the crises of life that might come our way. He does not deal out to us a swift and merciless show of bad things just to increase our faith or to bring us back into His fold. We are solely responsible for what happens in our lives, and some things that happen are just way beyond our control.

I have been guilty of thinking that God is kind of a jerk sometimes. When Jesus walked around doing miracles, we had proof that the lame guy could walk again. He allowed a blind person to have sight again. Where are our miracles today? It seems like they are few and far between. But they are there, in every child’s smile, in every nest’s hatchling, whenever a giant whale leaps out of the water, when the thousands of leaves on a tree form this perfect circle, every time a mother holds her newborn in her arms. These are the miracles that we should be grateful for. When my father was nearing death, he asked a nurse to come into his room and read his bible to her. She asked where she should begin, and he stated he didn’t care – just open to any page and read. So she did open his bible, and before she could speak, on this page unknown to him, he started reciting that page verbatim. He stated to her that he was ready to go, and then he died right there. Was that a miracle, or was that bible so well read that he just knew what page she was on?

The Christian’s glass has to be half full, not half empty. We have to marvel at the miracles of life, and not be consumed by the atrocities that we see. God doesn’t just throw some bad thing into our lives to get us right with Him. He will, however, get us through it, and in so doing, our faith is strengthened. All He ever asked is that we believe. “If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.” James 1:5. Ask and you will receive, seek and you will find, knock and the door will be opened. I don’t think God is much of a liar. If He says we get eternity, we do. “For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endures to all generations.” Psalm 100:5. I’m just going to go with that.

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