If There Is A God ...


. . . that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.  Matthew 5:45

"If there is a God, then why did ______________happen?"

I have heard that so many times lately.

I seem to be having more conversations about spirituality and God.

I know I have asked questions as to why God allows the things He does.

Sometimes, there are tragedies on a large scale.  People question and blame God. Couldn't He have stopped it?

Sometimes, something so intensely personal challenges us that we find ourselves asking God why it happened and if He even cares.

In my years of dealing with my own illnesses, I've asked God so many questions.  And I do believe that it is ok for us to ask.  I think we each need to seek out God personally - question - doubt and come to a place of true belief - not believing simply because some person, group, church, or book told us what we should believe.  We need to choose for ourselves.  I believe God honors our honest questions.

Yet, for me, the answer comes back differently now than it did before.

The words are not "If there is a God, why did He make or allow this to happen?"; but "It is because these things happen that we need God."

Death in this life is a given.

How do we make it through times of grief without God?  How do we face our own mortality?

Illness, at some point in our lives, is a given. More so for some of us, than others.

Caused by God?

I'm in the "most likely not" camp.  We live in a fallen world fractured by sin.

It is God that helps us through the illnesses.

Times of challenge and pain happen to everyone.

Scripture tells us that rain falls on the just and the unjust alike.

Yet, those who walk with God in their hearts and at their side know that 'rain' is often necessary for not only the growth of plants, but our own spiritual growth.

I would rather walk through this world and the path in front of me with God, than doubt God, blame God, or turn from Him; as many are wont to do.

I truly believe God designed each of us to be in the world at the right time and the right place.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;  your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place,  when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. 

Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

I am not going to walk away from Him now.

Father God, Sometimes I simply want to praise You that You exist, that You care, and that You do not leave any one of us as orphans.  I know the days  to come will be difficult ones for many of us.  I praise You that you reached out and found each one and are continually drawing us to Your side.  Amen and amen.

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