Let me start this post
by saying that it is such a blessing to be in God’s house every Sunday. I’ve been doing this church thing for roughly
21 years. Days like today remind me of
the primary reason I attend church – to receive teaching, admonishing, and
encouragement.
This morning I was
blessed by an incredibly powerful message from one of my favorite
speakers. Pastor Steve has been a role
model for me since high school. From NXT
worship services, to the summer IDT program (Intense Discipleship Training), to
the adult church services, I have always looked up to him and admired his dedication
to youth ministry and his remarkable authenticity. He is truly a great example of a man of
God. Perhaps unbeknown to him, he helped
me through a lot of faith issues from my high school years.
Last November, Steve’s
beloved wife Jess died unexpectedly. And
it broke him apart. And today was his
first time back in the pulpit since her tragic death. He gave the most personal message I've ever
heard a pastor preach. And I can’t stop
thinking about it.
Everyone who has ever critiqued Christianity wonders why bad
things happen in a world that is supposedly created by an all-powerful,
all-loving God. “Why does a good God
allow bad things to happen?” The
question has haunted many great theologians and thinkers, including C.S. Lewis,
who wrote about it extensively in his brilliant books The Problem of Pain and A
Grief Observed, the latter of which was written in the wake of his own wife’s
death.
So much has been said
on this topic already. So why did Steve’s
message speak to me today in such an incredible way? He said several things in particular that
struck me. I will do my best to
reiterate these things here, but I doubt they will be as profoundly impactful coming
from my mouth instead of his.
A true believer in God
does not doubt His existence in times of extreme suffering, but doubts His character. As C.S. Lewis notes in A Grief Observed, suffering does not cause him to doubt God’s
existence, “So there’s no God after all,” but instead causes him to think “So
this is what God’s really like. Deceive yourself no longer.”
Steve identified with
this mindset and very freely spoke about his doubts. Furthermore, he openly admitted that he considered
atheism because he was mad at God.
However, he came to the sudden realization that atheism is too tidy a
way to view the world. If there is no
God, and everything is random and arbitrary, then ultimately all of Steve’s
life with Jess and their precious relationship would be meaningless and arbitrary. Completely accidental. How could that possibly be?
At one point in late
January, Steve wrote that his relationship with the living God had become
something incredibly terrifying. He felt
he had experienced God in a way that many people have not, and he felt he desperately
needed to warn people that God isn’t what they expect. This shocked me at first, especially to hear
this coming from a youth pastor, but the more I thought about it, the more I
realized it’s true. The church has to
stop hiding from the real God. It’s not
all about blessings and angels and heaven. It’s about pain and suffering and agony.
Pastor Steve then used
a great metaphor that I have never heard any pastor use before. He asked us why we celebrate Good
Friday. Well, why DO we celebrate
it? Isn’t it just part of the
passion? Jesus dies. We aren’t really happy about that, are
we? It’s just kind of a set up for
Easter, right? So we can make Easter
that much more... awesome...?
Nothing could be
further from the truth. Now here’s the
cool metaphor he spoke about: We live in
a “Good Friday world.” And as
Christians, we are an “Easter people”. We
have the incredible hope of the risen Savior in one hand, and the great sorrow
of the world in the other. This is the
great paradox of salvation. Suffering
and Hope live together! The only way for
Hope to come is through Suffering. The
anguish of the cross demonstrates that no suffering goes unnoticed in this
world. Ultimately, we have the promise
that sorrow and pain will not consume us.
But a life in Christ is not devoid of pain. He gives and takes away, sometimes in a very
literal way. And no one can even pretend
to comprehend why He does what He does.
Steve also stressed that
God is not bound by our expectations of
Him. He functions on His own
terms. It will seem like God has betrayed
us if we believe in a God who acts on OUR terms. But if we believe in a God who acts on HIS
terms, He never fails us. Did that just
blow your mind? Because it blew
mine. The fact that a grief-stricken,
heart-broken pastor filled with anger and doubt and unbelievable sorrow came to
this conclusion before I did actually makes me want to cry in shame. What strange and terrible things must happen to
us before we realize the true character of God?!
Steve ended with Psalm
116, a favorite of his. He always
recites this during communion. There’s a
verse in this passage that has special meaning to him now:
“Precious in the sight
of the LORD is the death of his saints.”
The service ended on a
melancholy note, which I really appreciate.
Steve’s life is not “all better.”
He is not completely whole. He is
not the same, and he never will be the same. He lost something very precious to him. I’m so glad my church does not pretend that everything is okay. It’s not okay. Something horrible happened and it will take
many, many, months for Steve to go just one day without fighting to make it
through. And the same is true for all of
our hardships in this life. Endurance
leads to hope, as Paul writes in Romans 5:3-5.
But hope ≠ optimism. And it’s
okay to admit that.
I’ll end with this
quote which Steve used in his message today.
It really inspired me to think of God in a way I’ve never dared to think
of Him before. I hope it will continue
to prompt me to reverent fear and worship.
“It is said of God that
no one can behold his face and live. I always thought this meant that no one
could see his splendor and live. A friend said perhaps it meant that no one
could see his sorrow and live. Or perhaps his sorrow is splendor. ... Instead of
explaining our suffering God shares it.”
― Nicholas Wolterstorff, Lament for a Son
― Nicholas Wolterstorff, Lament for a Son
