These are not difficult questions. They barely interrupt my day, and are merely annoying at worst. But, then, night comes and thunder booms and tornado warnings scroll across the bottom of my TV. There's always a chance it gets worse. There's always a possibility this downpour turns into something scary.
Sometimes life can feel like that - like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. Do you know this feeling? Just because the storm missed us last night, doesn't mean we'll be the lucky ones next time. I can play a superstitious game with myself, thinking that I had something to do with my own good fortune, when most of the time it was just the blessing of God's protection and fortunate wind in the right direction.
Reality is, nothing keeps me from misfortune...but, nothing separates me from God either.
A lot of life happens within the boundaries of two questions:
Why not me?
I don't know about you, but too often I'm asking one of those questions. Something good or bad happens to me or someone I know, and all of a sudden my mind is struck with winds of doubt, and my worries are blown out of proportion to my God. Bottom-line reminder: GOD IS BIGGER.
God is bigger than my needs. God is bigger than my loss. God is bigger than my questions. God is bigger than my understand, my hope, or my fears. God is bigger. He cares, He's in control, and He is never changing or leaving.
As I look out the rain-streaked window, I notice how blurry and confusing the outside world appears. It's splotchy and unclear, and I lack the whole picture by just looking through the frame I have. God is clarity. He's all-knowing and all-caring, and by trusting in Him I can put aside my silly superstitions and wholeheartedly believe that the clouds will part soon.
Sometimes it rains. Sometimes it pours. But, thank goodness, our hope is not in a "sometimes" God.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus' name.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.