This is a question I’m sure we have all thought and most of us have asked at some point in our life. Even if you don’t necessarily believe in God you may have looked around and asked, can someone tell me what’s going on? All of us will face a time, a situation or a diagnosis and wonder where justice is being served. I believe we have a right to ask and I believe God loves it when we do.
I was recently watching the World Cup. A player was attempting to gain an advantage in front of his opponents goal by biting his defender on the shoulder. This was unnoticed by the official even after the defender showed the bite wound. My response was, where is the justice? This is wrong, he should be disqualified! What is going on? I may have a disorder of sorts when it comes to justice. Something does not add up to me when someone gets away with a wrong or a bad thing hits a good person.
You may be wondering why God allows all the killing and wars to carry on year after year in certain parts of the world, or how He can allow North Korea to treat their own people with such little respect for humanitarian freedoms? How can a war lord get away with kidnapping children and using them as he chooses? I can get over a soccer injustice but these really bother me.
Then we have our own personal challenges that come in life. Here’s a little irony, I had rarely seen the inside of a doctors office until I was diagnosed with ALS. You can imagine the questions I asked God when I received word from the Doc. What? Why? Really? Is this a bad dream? Where is the justice? How does this fit into your plan for my life? Is this what we call life to the fullest – referencing John 10:10. Remember, I feel it’s ok to ask God and believe He welcomes the conversation and here is why.
He is our loving Father. I love my kids, do you know what really gets my attention from them? When they come to me and ask my advice. I believe we will be so surprised when we know how often God was just waiting for us to ask for him, run to him or simply just take time to wait on him. Much of what we don’t know of God is simply the difference between The Creator and creation. However much can be learned of God by asking, pursing and opening our hearts and minds to him.
Our Heavenly Father is universally supreme. I’ve been studying some Old Testament books and the supremacy of God is a reoccurring theme. Often we see authors asking the same questions we ask of God. Where is your justice? How long will you wait to save us? Why do the wicked flourish? Where is your justice? What is going on? In the books of Job, Psalms, Ruth, Ecclesiastes, Habakkuk, Jonah, I see each one come to the understanding that God is supreme. Unlike the soccer official, our Father doesn’t miss a thing. My Dad used to say, “Steve, God keeps good books”. Dad had a lifetime of experience serving people in Africa, Romania, Germany and Hungary. He saw injustice, he brought faith to the down and out, he encouraged the beaten and forgotten. He knew God would have the last word in everyone’s situation.
We will certainly see the unexplainable and injustice in our lifetime, but know what we see and what seems wrong, will be made right by a righteous Father. I love the final words of Habakkuk, the way he sums up and determines how he will choose to handle what seems unjust.
Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation. God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer’s; he makes me tread on my high places. To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. (Habakkuk 3:17-19 ESV)
I can relate. Though my arms will no longer lift, though my legs will not carry me far, though my breath is faint, though my speech is unclear, yet will I rejoice in The Lord. I will take joy in the God of my salvation. God, The Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer’s; he makes me tread on my high places.
Oh how I love this! I still have questions and a justice thing going on, but I know where I need to be to live life to the fullest. Some aspects of his love we find through desperate times. I don’t think tough times are necessarily the catalyst to moving us toward God, but often they are. Certainly a desperate attraction to know him more will set our finding him in motion.
In motion and finding,
SBSTERN