Last few days of ministry on the World Race… seriously… I never thought I would see this day. It is so crazy to think that this long journey is almost over. Today we went did a small kids ministry in a little village somewhere in random Romania. We basically told Bible stories and threw balls and frisbees at each other all day.
There was this family of brothers (four boys) that really broke my heart today. They were all similar in that they were all dirty and somewhat more hesitant to interact than most. I fell in love with the smallest one who I thought was actually a girl for about 20 minutes. Anyway… I saw them and wanted to comfort and love them. I sat and (because I am an emotional wreck lately who is in love with everything and everyone) I began to think about the race.
Over this year I have had to wrestle with that one annoying question… why does God let all of this happen? Why is there suffering if God is so good? I know why there is suffering… it is because of sin. I have seen so much more suffering than I probably wanted to this year, and I don’t ask that question anymore, because I have learned the truth.
The truth is: God is good. That’s it, no four point sermon, no convincing, because I am sure of it more than I am of most things. I have seen poverty and prostitution and injustice and complacency and religion and just hard things, and I still believe God is good. Truth has nothing to do with what my eyes see.
