Saturday, February 19, 2011

When God Doesn't Make Sense

"...there are times in every person's life when circumstances don't add up--when God doesn't appear to make sense. This aspect of the Christian faith is not well advertised."

I'm not a real follower of James Dobson, but his book When God Doesn't Make Sense is a must read for any of you experiencing difficulties that are not easy to understand and the pieces of life simply are not fitting together. For us Christians, we grow up spiritually being told that God loves us and He has a wonderful plan for our lives.

"For some people, such as Joni Eareckson Tada, the 'wonderful plan' means life in a wheelchair as a quadriplegic. For others it means early death, poverty, or the scorn of society. For the prophet Jeremish, it meant being cast into a dark dungeon. For other Bible characters it meant execution. Even in the most terrible of circumstances, however, God's plan is wonderful because anything in harmony with His will ultimately 'works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose'(Romans 8:28).

Still, it is not difficult to understand how confusion can development at
this point, especially for the young. During the springtime of their years,when health is good and the hardships, failures, and sorrows have not yet blown through their tranquil little world, it is relatively easy to fit the pieces in place. One can honestly believe, with good evidence, that it will always be so. Such a person is extremely vulnerable to spiritual confusion if trouble strikes at that point."

I'm sure each of you can tell of your own crisis situation where you experienced great frustration with God when things seemed illogical and inconsistent with what you had been taught about Him. Then if He doesn't rescue you from your circumstances, did you find that your frustration quickly deteriorated into anger and a sense of abandonment? Boy, that 's how I felt. I was so disillusioned and my spirit...well, I felt beat up.

"Sooner or later, most of us will come to a point where it appears that God has lost control--or interest--in the affairs of people. It is only an illusion, but one with dangerous implications for spiritual and mental health. Interestingly enough, pain and suffering do not cause the greatest damage. Confusion is the factor that shreds one's faith."

When we face a crisis like this, it shakes our foundation. We feel rejected by God.

"The God whom you have loved, worshiped, and served turns out to appear silent, distant, and uncaring in the moment of greatest need."

We all know that times like these happen to the faithful...although we are seldom willing to admit it within the Christian community.

"You want desperately to trust the Father and believe in His grace and goodness. But deep inside, you're held captive by a sense of betrayal and abandonment. The Lord obviously permitted your difficulties to occur. Why didn't He prevent them--and why has He not attempted to explain or apologize for them? The inability to answer those fundamental questions has become a spiritual barrier a mile high, and you can't seem to find a way around or over it."

Dobson advises that "each of us acknowledge before the crisis occurs, if possible, that our trust in Him must be independent of our understanding. There's nothing wrong with trying to understand, but we must not lean on our ability to comprehend. Sooner or later our intellect will pose questions we cannot possibly answer. At that point, we would be wise to remember His words,

'As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts' (Isaiah 55:9).

And, our reply should be, 'Not my will, but yours be done' (Luke 22:42)."

Easier said than done when you're in the middle of it...but well given advice.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

Tis the Season

"Well, this certainly isn't making any sense," the girl thought in amazement.

"Why is this happening now?" she wondered.

There once was a girl who felt like she was being pushed out of the door that had been opened for years, into the hallway of change with the door being shut behind her.

"Hmmm...it's quiet out here in the hallway," she said looking around. "Are you there, Lord?"

She looked around. The hallway was full of doors as far as the eye could see. It was a big hallway. The girl couldn't see any doors open right in front of her. So she decided to look around and started walking. She felt quite alone and was a bit frightened. Her emotions ran rampant from anger to fear to grief because she didn't know why she was pushed out of the room she felt was God's place for her.

As she was lost in her own thoughts of "whys" "hows," and "what nows," she almost missed the one door that was open at the far end of the hall.

"Gosh," she thought. "That door sure is a ways off. And, it doesn't look like a easy journey to get there."

She questioned whether she had the courage or energy to make the trip. She sadly looked back at her closed door and then back down the long hallway at the open door.

"I wonder if God put that open door way down there for a reason," she asked herself. "Probably," she smirked.

So off she went in fear and trepidation while on occasion looking back in longing to the door that was once open to her but was now closed.

As she trekked down the hallway trying to dodge the dark corners of doubt and the obstacles of fear that were in her way, she recalled an entry in her journal from a Sunday worship service several months back.

"God appoints our seasons. The new season may necessitate the letting go of some things that are good."

"Whoa," she stopped in her tracks.

She looked back at her closed door. She thought about how comfortable and secure she felt in that room. In that room, she reflected, I always thought and did things in a certain way, knew how to work, had it figured out, was an expert in my field.

But now God is saying to me, "I'm going to give you a new way to do it. I'm going to give you a new way to approach this."

The girl looked around. Though it was still very quiet in this massive hallway, she felt God speaking loud and clear.

"I need to tear down your walls and ways that you have built up. This is a season of demolition. But do not be afraid, for I AM with you. This season will not last forever."

Smiling, the girl sighed. She prayed for courage and started moving once again towards the open door.

"I have to decide to walk through this season," she reasoned.

Daniel 3 came to mind as she slowly moved forward down the hallway. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego in the furnace. Once they were thrown in, they weren't laying there motionless and in despair.

They were walking.

And, the Lord was with them.