My friend went to two funerals last week – for a 26 year old girl in an accident, and a baby who died right before birth. What do we do with such tragedy…especially as people who believe that we’re praying to an All-powerful, All-loving God? We had a fascinating, sober, and honest conversation. A few reflections…
Did God cause the accident? I don’t know. (Although I doubt it).
Could God have stopped the accident but decided not to? I don’t know.
Is God intimately involved with us as we grieve and try to heal? Absolutely.
Or in my life…
Did God cause us to have two miscarriages? I don’t know.
Did God consider protecting the pregnancies, but then decide not to? I don’t know.
Did God weep with us when we heard the painful news? Absolutely. I believe this with all my heart.
And does God stay with us during the grieving, as close as the air we breathe, bringing healing and redemption and beauty out of such a terrible thing? Yes, somehow. We’ve experienced this over and over.
I don’t know how God is involved on the front end of things. These days, I lean away from the idea that God is the puppeteer of every moment, but honestly, I don’t know.
However, there is nothing I believe in more deeply than God’s ability (and desire) to enter into every situation and bring good. He can bring light out of any darkness, hope out of any despair, healing out of any brokenness…bringing “beautiful things out of the dust; beautiful things out of us.” I don’t have to try to believe this with my brain; it’s deep in my bones. This is why I am still a Christian.
Does any of this connect with you? How do you wrestle with these deep mysteries?














