The last 24 hours have been difficult haven’t they? A senseless act of violence resulted in the loss of the lives of dozens of people – many of whom were children. Parents woke up today in the first day of a new reality – one where their babies are gone.
I have lots of questions today. Questions that only God can answer. How can this happen? Where were You? Why didn’t You thwart this evil act? How can a loving God let this happen?
The Bible is full of this kind of language:
How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and every day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? Look on me and answer, O Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death; my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,” and my foes will rejoice when I fall. – Psalm 13
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from the words of my groaning? O my God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, and am not silent. – Psalm 22
I cried out to God for help; I cried out to God to hear me. When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands and my soul refused to be comforted. I remembered you, O God, and I groaned; I mused, and my spirit grew faint. – Psalm 77
I don’t know what you are feeling today. I don’t know what questions you might be asking or how your faith may be shaken today. Let me encourage you to give voice to your questions. It’s ok to feel how you feel this morning. Pain, anger, confusion, loss. Pray the psalms above out loud if it helps. Take comfort in the fact that God is big enough for your questions today.
And remember that while evil is real, it will not win. Any story that ends in suffering can’t be the end. Because the story ends in resurrection. In restoration. In new life.
May you and I hold on to the hope that the story isn’t over.