Dear Roger and Brie,
After devastating occurrences taking place in my life one after the other, I have given up on God. As somebody who from an early age has been taught to trust, confide, and love God, I have begun to feel that me loving and believing in Him has been a waste of time! I feel like He is the biggest disappointment of my entire life. And I feel incredibly guilty for saying that.
I would like to forgive God and restore my faith, because without Him, I can’t see a way forward. I would love it if you could explain why bad things happen to good people. - J
Dear “J,”
This is Brie. My dad, Roger, helped me work through the “why” of suffering and tragedy many years ago. I want you to know we’ve both felt the pain and anger you’re experiencing—I think it’s impossible to go through life in this fallen, sinful world without times of doubt and despair. I’d like to walk you through some of Dad’s principles that really helped me, as well as some of the biblical truth I’ve learned over 30+ years of walking with Jesus:
Roger: I understand tragedy. I had open heart surgery as a child to fix a nonexistent hole in my heart after the doctors made a horrible diagnostic mistake. My first daughter died in my arms. I had numerous operations to remove my colon, fix my knees, extract broken disc material from my spine, and several more operations to try to fix a broken electrical system in my heart. When they failed, a pacemaker was implanted in my heart to make my heart beat. Without it, my heart will cease beating immediately. I have nicknamed my pacemaker “repeat”! My wife has had a nervous breakdown. I have stood on the ledge of a three-story building in so much emotional pain that it took every mental ounce of strength to climb back down and not jump. One of my daughters struggles with bipolar chemistry issues. One of them has several serious, life-threatening chronic illnesses. One of them was sexually assaulted.
I know what it is like to be angry and disappointed in God.
I didn’t share this with you for sympathy—I have had plenty of that over the years. I share to let you know that it is ok to be angry and frustrated with God. It is okay to be totally disappointed in Jesus. It is normal to wonder if following Jesus was just a waste of time. I don’t blame you a bit. Your anger and disappointment are natural emotions that you can’t stop from arising deep within in response to pain and suffering.
Brie: Wow, do I ever understand. I’ve also dealt with incredible, incomprehensible tragedy. But years ago, I heard comedian Mark Lowry speak a truth that flipped the script on how I understand my relationship with God in the midst of suffering. He said, “If you’re angry with God, you might as well tell Him. He knows anyway.”
J, please don’t feel guilty for struggling with anger toward God. He knows. He’s not surprised. And He wants to help you walk through the pain to the other side with Him: “Let the one who walks in the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the Lord and rely on their God” (Isaiah 50:11).
Roger: So, how do we deal with the deep emotions that come with anger, doubt, and frustration? How do we understand “why” God allows bad things to happen?
I shared my own pain to let you know that you don’t have to give up on God. You can give up if you want to. I can’t stop that. But, since you asked for some guidance, let me share with you some thoughts that may help.
First things first. I am sorry for your loss. The God you believed in, the One Who stood beside you, Who you trusted, and in Who you confided is no longer part of your life. The magnitude of that loss is incalculable. The pain there, I know, is deep. I am sorry.
You said that you would like to reconnect with Him. You would like to know if He even exists, and if He does, if you could ever trust Him again.
I don’t know how well I can answer your questions, but what I can do is share with you the theological framework that I used to reconnect with God the night one of my daughters was lying in a hospital bed with 90% of her lungs filled with fluid. The attending physician said to me quietly, “Tonight, your daughter may become a statistic.”
I turned on God and snarled in anger, “If she dies, You and I are finished.” I wasn’t just speaking about that night. It was from a lifetime of suffering that I spoke those words. I was so angry that God would let her suffer like this—gasping for every breath—feeling that each would be her last.
Brie: Oh, how I remember that night! The doctor didn’t say those words in front of me, but I could hear him in the hallway. At first, I was absolutely terrified … then angry with God… and then just simply sad. All within the course of a few minutes! The last thing I recall before falling asleep is saying Jesus’ name over and over. And in Him, I found peace.
Roger: Here is how I sorted out my relationship with God.
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