When There Are No Answers

  • images-1Where was God this week when the family went missing from the floods in Texas?
  • If He is all-powerful, why didn’t He save them all?
  • Why does He allow for such tragedies?

These are our questions. Variations of these same questions have been asked throughout time. Yet God’s sovereignty, goodness, presence and power can’t ever be completely comprehended this side of heaven.

I wish this wasn’t how it is. I wish we had the foreknowledge to see well into the future – to know things were going to be okay. To see how God would use bad for good. To help us to trust Him better. But this isn’t how it is and that is what makes faith, faith.

So we are left to wrestle with our faith, our questions, our doubts and our anger.  And, yes, we can be angry at and question God. He knows what is in your mind anyway and if you look at the Psalms you will see people praying their pain.

“O Lord, God of my salvation; I cry out day and night before you. Let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry! For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol. I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am a man who has no strength, like one set loose among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, like those whom you remember no more, for they are cut off from your hand. You have put me in the depths of the pit, in the regions dark and deep…” Psalm 88:1-6

This is how honest we can be before Him. And for those who are grieving and mourning the loss of loved ones, you do not have to sugar-coat the real feelings you feel. You don’t have to put a Christian-spin on your pain and pretend your faith is so great you don’t question.

One of my husband’s seminary professors used to say, “I pray for people when they are suffering that God would protect them from other Christians.” Christians who mean well but actually add more hurt by throwing out spiritual platitudes to try to help. 

So though we don’t know the whys, we have a God who knows what it is like to lose a Son and Savior who knows what it’s like to suffer.  A Savior who left his heavenly throne to enter in to the brokenness of this world so He could identify with us as Friend.

He did not come just to suffer for us, but He came to suffer with us. So now we have a resource to turn to with all of our questions, all of our hurts, all of our pain and all of our suffering. 

By God’s grace may we know this One who is a Friend to the broken-hearted and may we feel His presence near.

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When Disaster Strikes

At 2:30 this afternoon, I left my Oklahoma home to pick up my daughter at her high school, while my husband went to get the boys at their elementary school. News of tornadoes hitting was imminent. The rain had started and the streets congested with other parents rushing to the schools early to get their kids too.

In the community of Moore, just 25 miles south of me, this same scene was happening.  It’s hard to process; however, that perhaps Plaza Towers Elementary School was already in lockdown bracing for the hit, before many of the parents arrived.  Now some of these devastated moms and dads are childless refugees.

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It’s agonizing. It’s unfair. It’s unexplainable.

What do we do with this?

Where is God?

Why does He allow tornadoes to strike?

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If we are honest, these are our questions. And as I stated in my post back in December after the Sandy Hook tragedy, I don’t pretend to have the answers.  But I believe with all my heart that peace doesn’t come in knowing why, but in knowing WHO.

The WHO is our resource.  The WHO understands my questions and welcomes them. The WHO definitively answered my questions at the cross.

The WHO was the innocent man who died for something He didn’t do.  At the cross, JESUS experienced the ultimate tragedy…His Father turned his back on Him, leaving Him alone, rejected and despised, to suffer a humiliating death on the cross. But He endured because of the joy set before Him…He died in order to redeem, restore, renew, recreate.

But until that one day when all things will permanently be made right once again, when every tear will be wiped, He is our resource. He is near. He understands. He feels our pain deeply. He is our Hope and Comfort.

Lord, please help us to see that even in the midst of a tornado or in the safety of a storm shelter, it is only You who can truly give us peace. It is only You who can give us Life. Though we don’t understand your ways, help us to trust and to see that you are good.

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