I'm glad God is everywhere at once. Not only because He comforts earthquake-stricken New Zealand while at the same time numbering the tears of victims of Boko Haram and aiding the hungry in Amarillo, but also because He occupies every piece of a broken heart.
I'm glad God sees everything. Not just because He sees the cash given to a single mother by an anonymous Samaritan while at the same time seeing the corrupt handshakes and intentions of a politician, but also because He sees each time we fall to our knees, alone in our apartments, with no human audience to weep for us.
I'm glad God weeps with us.
"If God sees all and is everywhere, why doesn't He make these things stop?"
God not only sees the evil that we choose to do, but He also sees the good we choose not to do. He sees the hungry in Amarillo. And, He sees us throw the "junk mail" from the High Plains Food Bank and the Salvation Army into the trash can. And, He sees the votes we willingly cast for the corrupt, turning a blind eye to their crimes in the name of our golden calves - the red elephant or the blue donkey.
"Was your mother sent away because I divorced her? Did I sell you as slaves to my creditors? No, you were sold because of your sins. And your mother, too, was taken because of your sins. Why was no one there when I came? Why didn’t anyone answer when I called?" -Isaiah 50:1-2 (NLT)
I thank God that He allows us the choice to do good. What kind of story would the story of humankind be if we only did what is right as autonomous creatures? What a glorious and gritty story it is, that we have the grueling task of choosing good, that we have laughter in relief when good prevails, that we have tears in sorrow when we're afflicted.
And what better eye to form the characters, to write the story, to watch it unfold, as the God who took part in its ugliest, most painful point on the cross?
"I can never escape from Your Spirit!
I can never get away from Your presence!
If I go up to heaven, You are there;
if I go down to the grave, You are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there Your hand will guide me,
and Your strength will support me."
-Psalm 139: 7-10 (NLT)
I'm glad God sees everything. Not just because He sees the cash given to a single mother by an anonymous Samaritan while at the same time seeing the corrupt handshakes and intentions of a politician, but also because He sees each time we fall to our knees, alone in our apartments, with no human audience to weep for us.
I'm glad God weeps with us.
"If God sees all and is everywhere, why doesn't He make these things stop?"
God not only sees the evil that we choose to do, but He also sees the good we choose not to do. He sees the hungry in Amarillo. And, He sees us throw the "junk mail" from the High Plains Food Bank and the Salvation Army into the trash can. And, He sees the votes we willingly cast for the corrupt, turning a blind eye to their crimes in the name of our golden calves - the red elephant or the blue donkey.
"Was your mother sent away because I divorced her? Did I sell you as slaves to my creditors? No, you were sold because of your sins. And your mother, too, was taken because of your sins. Why was no one there when I came? Why didn’t anyone answer when I called?" -Isaiah 50:1-2 (NLT)
I thank God that He allows us the choice to do good. What kind of story would the story of humankind be if we only did what is right as autonomous creatures? What a glorious and gritty story it is, that we have the grueling task of choosing good, that we have laughter in relief when good prevails, that we have tears in sorrow when we're afflicted.
And what better eye to form the characters, to write the story, to watch it unfold, as the God who took part in its ugliest, most painful point on the cross?
"I can never escape from Your Spirit!
I can never get away from Your presence!
If I go up to heaven, You are there;
if I go down to the grave, You are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there Your hand will guide me,
and Your strength will support me."
-Psalm 139: 7-10 (NLT)
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