So last Wednesday, I had a pretty incredible day all around,
but I’m only going to focus on one part of it right now.
I have been struggling with the idea of suffering in the
world and it had been more difficult in this last week. As a couple of the
interns and I sat on the roof on Wednesday, we walked about the reasons for
suffering, but we never really came up with anything that was comforting for
us.
I hadn’t been feeling well, so when the others left to go
play soccer, I stayed up on the roof to rest. I picked up one of the books that
my youth pastor had given me; Timothy Keller’s The Reason for God. This book argues many of the common arguments
for why the God of the bible cannot exist and refutes them. (Read it sometime.
It’s good).
The particular chapter I was on was talking about the argument
of how the God of the bible could not exist in a world with so much suffering.
Needless to say, considering my mood that morning, I was curious. The
particular chapter had multiple convincing arguments, but there was one in
particular that I hadn’t ever heard before; that our suffering now will increase
our joy in the future. Keller used the example of how when we lose something (and
we think it’s gone forever) that thing will be loved and much more appreciated
if it’s found again. We only truly appreciate something when it has been lost
and then found again.
I thought it was really interesting and I had never heard
that take on it before. I took the book back to my room and set it on my top
bunk. As I turned around, I saw something glinting under my bed. It was a ring
and I bent down to pick it up, thinking that it might have been the ring that
one of my friends had mentioned that they lost. But it wasn’t. It was my ring.
My class ring.
I had lost this ring in Florida, on a school trip a few
months ago. I had been sure I was never going to see it again. There was literally
no way that this ring could have gotten from Florida to Guatemala short of the
power of God. The clothes I brought here, along with the suitcase, none of them
were anything I had had with me in Florida.
It just cemented what I had just read in Keller’s book. I
had been sure I was never going to see this ring again, and when I found it, I
almost cried. The ring reminded me of how God can use suffering ultimately for
His good, and also how His timing it perfect.
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