One Unshakable Core Belief

One Unshakable Core Belief

Something needs to be solid in your life if you are going to grow spiritually. It’s the belief that God is good.

saying grace - God is goodMaybe you said it at dinnertime in a childhood version of grace. The notion comes up in songs at church. We find it in Scripture. But people sorely question it when bad things happen. Still, every person has to resolve whether or not they will agree with this one core belief…

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How can God be good?Many reject this belief wholesale. Their hearts cry, “Evidence! Look at the suffering in the world and what God has allowed! How can there even be a God, much less a good God?”

Author Brent Curtis wrote about God as the playwright in Job’s story, and how similarly, “the story we find ourselves living in often seems to use up characters like trailer courts in tornado season.” He goes on to say, “I am filled with not a little outrage as well as an anxiety that wants to ask for a much smaller part of the play than Job had, or possibly even a role in a more off-Broadway production that I could help direct. You know, something like God Helps Brent Pursue Money, Wealth, and Fame While Living a Quiet Life.

Is the good in suffering?“There is something frightening about being in a play in which the director may allow the plot to descend on my character…causing deep emotional or even physical harm.”[i]

Is God good? 

Countless individuals keep this mystery as a perpetual, unanswerable question. It’s on the back burner, simmering with torment. For believers, it undermines their faith with an increasing undertow of skepticism.

good people have it easyYet amazingly, some people of faith wholeheartedly embrace the truth that God is good.

suffering people believe God is good

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You might be tempted to think these folks live cushy lives, attend prosperous churches, have never fought in a war, and have compliant children. But more often than not, they have endured unspeakable suffering and injustices. Continue reading

Letters to Myself

Letters to Myself

It was as if a ten-year-old had slipped into the classroom. She sounded joyful, but had to pause. Deep breaths, long exhales…and then tears.

“You love the sea. You love finding things on the beach, the smell of oil on tugboats, the wheelhouse, watching your Dad work, navigating. You love everything about boats—the engines, hull, decks, galley, cabins, crew, & more. You love sailboats. You love going on trips on the sea. The sea is in your blood.”

Her voice was childlike, but also insistent.

“Remember when you used to play 4-square, baseball, basketball, imaginary games, space adventures, games in the field, fish, build forts, talk about God with friends, sit in the trees, search for pretty rocks?”

She spoke as if she knew her very well. 

“You know everyone’s name in the church. You talk with people others ignore. You know that everyone is special and somehow others have forgotten this. You connect people with others. You know about people because you ask questions. You include people. You like to play board games and other games with family and friends. You feel what others feel. You don’t always know what’s going on or why someone feels good, bad, depressed, etc. But, you can feel it.”

Her words came from that “knowing” place, deep inside. The same way God knows things about us.

“Your soft heart sees what others sometimes ignore. You see the loneliness in older couples that have lost their families or spouses. You see the person who’s ignored. You also see the details that are overlooked. You see when people are overlooked. You see others grow old and wonder where they went off track in life. You see many people lose a sense of wonder, curiosity, friendliness, and imagination. Keep these things in your heart, even when you grow old.”

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These excerpts came from a letter written by my friend, Julie Lanaker. It’s part of a creative writing project I’m teaching at Journey Church called, “Letters to Myself.” Basically you write two letters–and thenContinue reading