Why Do I Cry?
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Why Do I Cry?
I recently started going through the book of Job in my Bible times. Why? Something in it caught my attention while I was looking up verses on contentment. I think that “something” was God’s display of power and knowledge and love laid out on paper; a finite glimpse into the never-ending, awe-inspiring depths of God’s might. Something else caught my attention too, and is found in this verse:
It made me think. Job had the right view of things – no wonder God was so “proud” of him! After houses falling on top of our children; and all of our servants, donkeys, sheep, and camels being killed…how many of us would have that trusting of a response?
It seems to me that we have a tendency to make things seem way worse than they really are – once viewed in light of eternity. That probably comes naturally with the mindset that earthly possessions are our main source of happiness. That should not be so – and yet, it so often is.
But the truth is: God is completely and totally in control of every circumstance…and, though we often can only see a very short distance, God sees all of the wonderful things he will bring out of this situation, and – if we bear it with dignity, joy, and confidence in Him – all of the lives it will touch.
We may cry – he made us to be emotional people for a reason – but we must let Him dry our tears.
Why does God allow bad things to happen? Well, for one thing, to grow us in character, to draw us closer to Him, and to move us on to a new season He has for our lives. But honestly, I don’t know. Do you? Can anyone pretend to understand the depths of God’s workings? We are just human…sinful by nature…and, honestly, whatever happens, we deserve worse, but for the grace God gives to us.
God can test the hearts of humans with trials, and he can restore abundance like he did for Job. But, whatever he does, our response (easier to say than do, I may add) when trials come, or when our earthly treasures abound, should be: Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Trust in God’s plans when you are worried, lonely, or scared. I have learned (and am still learning), as I look back on my life, I see the fingerprints of God most clearly on those things which seemed, at the time, to be so “unbearable”. Things which made no sense. Things which hurt people I love. Things which tore me away from friends…from everything I was familiar with. But now I can say that I am glad. With each tear falling on my pillow, I have grown closer to God, as he bends down to wipe them away. He looks into my eyes. I don’t understand it, but I am loved…more deeply than any human can explain.
Why do I cry? I don’t know…but it is true that often, God seems closest when he lifts up my head and wipes my tears away. And gold is refined by the fire.