Monday, October 31, 2011

"Where is God in Tragedy?"

Pain is the soil where the deepest kind of faith in God grows. Pain is the context for maturing our love for God, so we can love God foremost. As offensive as that seems from the vantage point of fear, it squares with the logic of faith.

But still, our complaints spew up. Still we feel so angry about the people who are suffering unjustly. Why doesn't God just make things better?

Strikingly, no one seems to complain that God has set before us many opportunities to idolize ourselves. I have never heard anyone saying how irksome it is to be given the freedom to indulge the self in pleasure and self-exaltation - to overeat, to boast, to gossip, to get drunk. Nobody shouts at God for allowing them to sin in their favorite ways.

Hypocricially, however, we do complain sorely at the top of our lungs about the sins and evil of others who are hurting us. Thus, we question God's character right when we are thinking of ourselves.

Relevant Magazine, Fall 2011 issue
Where is God in Tragedy?
Sarah Sumner

1 comment:

  1. Well, I don't know about you, but there have been many times where I have questioned God as to why He gave us free will. There have even been times I have begged Him to take mine from me. Times when I have been so sick with myself and so angry over the constant mistakes/sins I have made. I don't know about you, but my own personal sins make me sick to my stomach... there has been many a day where I have asked why He allows me to make them and why He doesn't do something about it. Though I know it all has to do with free will and choice and faith and love and forgiveness. But I would much rather be a "robot" (if you wish to call it that) who must obey every word He says, then to have free will and hurt Him and others over and over again with my sinful actions. It is angering for me to have too many "opportunities" set before me to sin, it is angering to me to have all these stupid self-indulgent things always set before me. I hate them... and am always looking for a way to keep them completely out of my life. Am I perfect? HA! No way, nor will I ever be. I just wish I could be more so for Him. He deserves nothing less.