Injustice Untold
One of you will say to me: “Then why does God still blame us? For who is able to resist his will?” But who are you, a human being, to talk back to God? “Shall what is formed say to the one who formed it, ‘Why did you make me like this?’” Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for special purposes and some for common use? Romans 9:19-21
It is amusing at times to watch the ways we all try to talk back to God. We know deep down the exercise of doing that is pointless but like the child who says to the parent, “you’ll be sorry if you do that!” The kid talking rudely to the parent. The clay mocking the potter.
For many, the world is just not fair. And they are correct. It isn’t fair. There is injustice untold, evil, persecution, famine, natural destruction, corruption, human trafficking, and a variety of heinous physical and sexual abuse. What goes on behind the closed doors of the world in every country is really anybody’s guess.
But in the midst of all. . .that . . . junk, there is God. God sees and knows what goes on behind those doors. God understands the pains and abuses of children, women, and the elderly. He hears their cry. He knows their need. He is not one to ignore or walk away from the plight of the persecuted.
So why does it happen, and why doesn’t God intervene?
I do not know.
It pains me to write that because let’s face it, we like to be able to explain suffering to a questioning world. We like to be able to explain it personally to those we know who have suffered greatly at the hands of vile men and women. At our best we hold and comfort them, especially when words don’t make any sense.
Many reading this know exactly what I am talking about. Somewhere in your past, you have been severely abused and you still raise your fist to God about it.
I said it earlier, I’ll say it again, in the midst of all your junk, there is God.
Cry out to Him again and again and again. Grab the hem of His garment and hang on. Cling to what you know to be true; reject the lies the enemy has been telling you (“it’s your fault” and “you deserved it”). Seek out a safe friend, someone you can confide in.
And for those who have no idea what I’ve been writing about these last few paragraphs, pray for healing for the people reading this.
