Sometimes I wonder if God has grown tired of being God and chosen to just walk away and let us self destruct while He busies Himself on a new project. One less complicated than this one turned out to be.
We make ourselves feel better with cliché’ phrasing like “God’s hands are our hands.” But we all know that our hands aren’t sufficient enough or quick enough to stop the dying that will happen today, and tomorrow…
Churches, mosques, temples, alter, shrines… all send up daily prayers pleading for help, comfort or direction. Millions claim to receive answers. While millions go unheard. God helped Mrs. Brown get her cat out of a tree. Too bad about the Jones boy, he was so young.
We joke “If God is all powerful can he microwave a burrito so hot that not even he could eat it? But is it possible that God created a world with problems so big that not even He can save us?
Sometimes I wonder if He ever regrets making that promise to never flood the Earth again. But then I remember that the second time around he plans on burning it to stubble.
Our God appears to hide in ambiguity, scriptures that seem to contradict themselves, and men left to decide on behalf of others what He is trying to tell us. Nothing is clear. And yet He warns us not to trust in the arm of flesh. Wars are waged over differences in belief of who God is and how to worship Him. So who’s side is God on today? People He could save from destruction He hides from for fear of revealing His true loving nature to save us. Why, so that we will have faith that He is all powerful and all loving, kind, and worthy of worshiping for eternity?
Faith has become more important than risking an actual miracle where thousands are saved and there is no room for doubt that God revealed himself to intervene on our behalf. At what point do we trade in faith for something we can truly believe in and walk away from a God who couldn’t be bothered to take a more active role in the lives of His children? And how could a loving God judge harshly the children who do. I still believe there is a God, that’s illustrated throughout this script by the fact that I still capitalize all the Hes, Hims and Gods. If I’m being honest it’s more out fear than respect. I can’t help but still hold out for miracles, but I won’t hold my breath. Unless I’m living in an area of Japan where the air I breathe is filled with radiation.