How can we trust? Why do I trust? How do I know that God is good? In January we thought we were going to lose Roger. A great man and a pillar of the church. He's been sick for so long, some didn't want to hold him here. But then he started getting better. He showed signs of progress. I stopped thinking that he might die. I looked forward to seeing him on Sunday mornings again, though I knew it would be a while before he was out of the hospital.
Yesterday, Roger passed away.
But I thought he was getting better. I thought You were doing a miracle! And what about his family? Why this pain? He was not an old man. I want to run sometimes. Stop believing. But that steady reassurance is there. I know God is real. And I know He loves us. It's been proven to me so many times I can't stop believing. Even when I don't like what I see. Even when I don't understand. I know without a doubt there is a reason and I'll "get it" one day. Just not today.
Sheesh! I didn't know all that was going to spill out! Talk about real (I know, that was last week). Tough stuff. And I'm certainly not done working through it. Pray with me--peace and comfort for Roger's family. And a very real sense of God's love for them.
"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted; He rescues those who are crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:18