In retrospect, I often find my arguments with God bordering on the hillarious. Of course, it’s not funny at the time, but looking back over what was said (by me) I can’t help but think that much of it’s really funny stuff. Here was some of those typical moments that frequently occur and that tickle my funnybone…
1. I’m talking to the God who cares when a bird falls from a tree, makes provision so that the ants survive another winter, and knows how many hairs I have on my head. (even after I give it a good brush) With all this in mind, I then have the nerve to say: “God, don’t you care? Can’t you see? Aren’t you paying attention?”
2. I’m talking to the God who never forgets, and who never comes late. He has the best internal database and the most accurate diaryplanner there is, and yet I hiss like a fretting cat: “Lord, remember….have you forgotten?….
3. He gave me His life, and conquered death, and then I have ask questions like: “Lord, you do know this exam is important to me, don’t you?” Trust me, I think He knows what’s important and cares about the stuff I care about, simply because He cares about me!!
4. He created a the smallest atom and the largest planets. He holds the whole Universe in his hand, and retains its beauty despite man’s wonderfully efficient ways of wrecking this beautiful planet. He still keeps it going and working like clockwork. Very logical that I should then ask if He has it all under control…right? “Lord, do you know what you’re doing? I just find it hard to trust you…”
5. He created the world in 7 days. Naturally, then, I ask: Lord, will you make me ready in time for this challenge?
6. Jesus Christ did not only die for me. He patiently bore pain, sickness, fever, temptation, hate, unpopularity, loneliness, cold, hunger, headaches, heartaches, unthankfulness, facing the greatest odds, whipping, unfaithfulness, a thorny crown, disciples who were extremely slow on the uptake, hopeless religious leaders, sleepless nights, rejection, abuse, seperation from his Father, nails, bruises, thirst, and death. One would think that I should know the answer to the question: ” Lord, do you really love me?”
Thank goodness that God’s answers are wiser than my questions.
HE has his own ways…that is the test of your faith….ask the Lord don’t question Him