The Flip Side of Why

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I find myself wanting to know why.  About everything.

My first question is almost always, why?

Why is that such an important question to me?

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Whether it is math, art, language, or cooking, I am not satisfied with how something is done.  Or what must be done.  I need to know why.

 

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I don’t think it’s wrong to ask questions.  Even to ask God, “Why?”

Certainly, He senses the spirit of our questions.  But He is not threatened by us, not even by our bad attitudes.  He is too powerful and too good and too holy to be worried about His ego when a little girl, who’s seen the desperation of the world, demands why.

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One day, when I open the front door to my true home – Heaven – I will ask God face to face, over supper, “Why?”  Just like I used to do with my own father.  With respect, and curiosity, and the desire to know.

I think I will probably ask Why did You allow the suffering?

Why did you allow my dog to die?

Why didn’t You speak to me, in a clearly audible voice I could hear in my ears?

Why must some people be eternally separated from You?

Why should I keep going when life is so painful?

Why did I hurt so much?

Why did the ones I love hurt so much?

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Why did I feel abandoned?

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But there’s a flip side to the why…

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I think I will ask Him, Why did He keep on loving me even when I decided I didn’t want to love Him anymore?

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Why did He go through hell for me so I wouldn’t have to go through hell?

Why did He abandon His Son so He wouldn’t have to abandon me?

Why, when I was closest to feeling completely gone, completely lost, did He come so close, so tenderly, and reveal His presence to me so clearly?

Why did He make a way for His wayward child?

Why did He decide to die for us?

Why did He forgive my doubts, my failures, my cruelty, my heartlessness, my guilt?

Why does He give even the worst of us the chance to experience beauty, sunrises, cold ice cream, naps in hammocks, rain?

Why does He love me?

Why does He love, when loving is painful and a heck of a lot of work?

Why does He love?

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Why?

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Maybe just seeing Him will show me why.

 

 

 


6 thoughts on “The Flip Side of Why

  1. Dear Shannon, your questions reveal a sincere struggle to understand the world through God’s eyes. Don’t stop searching for the truth, but remember that story that Corrie ten Boom told about the train ride with her father. She asked her father a question when she was a little girl. He didn’t answer because he said that some knowledge is too heavy for us and we must wait until we grow up. So trust God, even when we don’t completely understand what is going on. Have you ever heard this poem?

    My life is but a weaving
    Between my God and me.
    I cannot choose the colors
    He weaveth steadily.
    Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
    And I in foolish pride
    Forget He sees the upper
    And I the underside.
    Not ’til the loom is silent
    And the shuttles cease to fly
    Will God unroll the canvas
    And reveal the reason why.
    The dark threads are as needful
    In the weaver’s skillful hand
    As the threads of gold and silver
    In the pattern He has planned
    He knows, He loves, He cares;
    Nothing this truth can dim.
    He gives the very best to those
    Who leave the choice to Him.

    And Yes, when we see God face to face in Heaven at last, we will understand the why (even of the most heartrending moments of our lives) and we will even thank Him! 🙂 May we all, by His grace, know, love, and serve God better day by day!

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    1. Thank you for your encouraging comment! I’m so glad people like you are in the blogging community! I love that poem, and that section in The Hiding Place! It is so easy for me to forget all His mercies, but I know He is patient, and like you said, may we all keep knowing and loving Him more every day!

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    2. I haven’t heard the poem, but I’ve read Corrie Ten Boom’s story, “The Hiding Place, ” the story with her father, and her always spoke to me. So nice to see someone else bring up the story. : )

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    1. I am thankful that this post blessed you. I was a little hesitant to voice all my questions on my blog, but I know God already sees my heart, and understands everything. I want other people to know God understands them too.

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