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Receiving Joy

“Expect suffering. I want to receive this teaching,” I wrote in my prayer journal. Five days later I came down with the worst cold I’d had in years. Perhaps God in His great grace had prepared me by putting suffering on my mind beforehand. Whatever the case, He blessed me with a spirit of acceptance. I had one angry tantrum (in my head and on my face) for a couple of hours, followed by a good cry, some pats on the cheek from my seven-year-old, and a slightly scared inquiry from my husband as to whether I needed anything.

It’s frustrating being sick and knowing no one else is going to cook or clean or help the kids with piano practice and pet care and chores. It’s frustrating to cancel the play date and the sleepover and the dinner with friends and the meal delivery to other friends.

But it’s also nice to rest in bed, to watch my children try some new things I usually do for them, to have more time for prayer, and to practice gratitude.

By God’s grace I had an attitude of receiving instead of fighting, and somehow—honestly, I find it rather mysterious—the sickness was a blessing. And it was followed by the biggest surprise of all. On the fourth day I woke up full of joy. As I drifted between sleep and wakefulness I felt that both were bliss. When I looked outside, the world seemed more beautiful. My energy was coming back, and where usually I would feel a sense of guilty relief—I can finally catch up on days of neglected tasks—I felt alive, vibrant. It all seemed very silly, like an overreaction. But there it was, that intangible we call joy.

Suffering (which admittedly is a strong word to describe a cold) has a tremendous capacity to grow me, to introduce me to my mature and whole self. This post-cold joy was a treasured moment in which I caught a glimpse of Spirit-fruit in my life. I was awed. I was grateful.

Papa God, I have opened my hands (literally, daily) and I have received Your abundance. There is a sweet moment of contentment here, releasing the past and not knowing the future, tasting the pleasure of this moment, that I have received a blessing from You.

Pain and Suffering, Together

Jesus said not to worry about what to eat or drink or wear because our heavenly Father knows what we need (Matthew 6:25, 32). He said to seek the kingdom of God first and all these things—what we eat, drink, and wear—will be “added” to us (Matthew 6:33). I’m not sure what that means, and it leaves me with a lot of questions when I look around. Every year millions of people die of starvation and exposure. In the time it takes you to read this post, 15-30 people will die of starvation or malnutrition. Is this because they’re worrying? Or because they’re not seeking first the kingdom? If God sees their need, is He holding out on them? That seems cruel at best and sadist at worst. Yet I cling to the image of a loving Father and the incarnation of a God willing to subject Himself to the worst human conditions.

Why is it that Christians like to tell stories about a single mom praying and finding a bag of groceries at her front door, and atheists like to talk about science? Nobody likes to talk about human suffering. With or without God, it doesn’t make sense, and it hurts.

Is it helpful to wonder what God is up to—to look around at all the people who are trusting God and “seeking first” and still dying? Why does it sound like Jesus is preaching prosperity gospel, when He just said we’ll be reviled and persecuted and lied about (Matthew 5:11)? I see His point that worrying is a waste of mental energy (“Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?” Matthew 6:27). But it sounds like He’s saying God “will supply all your needs” (Philippians 4:19). And I have to wonder who He’s talking to, and what He means by “needs.” If He means our need to be clothed and fed—which is what He said—how do I reconcile this with the world? I don’t know why, as a loving Father, He’s not stepping in. Perhaps suffering doesn’t bother Him in the same way it bothers me? I’m not suggesting it bothers me more—I have a feeling He suffers with every suffering person. I guess I’m wondering if it bothers Him different.

Gregory Boyle says we find God in the margins. Maybe if suffering truly bothered me I would show up in the margins—with the impoverished, incarcerated, mentally ill, homeless, illiterate. Perhaps God is richly present there, and if I find the courage to go there I will see Him. And maybe if I see Him there I will get a hint of why He’s not “saving” people in the ways I expect. Perhaps—and I know this idea is really “out there”—He meant for humans to care for each other.

Could it be that “do not worry” is a corporate message, a statement that comes into being as the “rich” and the “poor” press together? Maybe in seeking first the kingdom we do not read our Bibles and pray, we go to the margins; and maybe as we go to the margins we find ourselves—we feel centered for the first time—even as the hungry find food and the naked find clothing, the weak find courage and the homeless find shelter, and the incarcerated have a full schedule during visiting hours.

Perhaps the kingdom of heaven is here when we press together: the poverty of the rich and the poverty of the poor simultaneously relieved as we hold hands. Perhaps starvation is more real than a full pantry and I will only find salvation when I am willing to look depravation in the eye.

I don’t feel any closer to “answers” (whatever those are), but I do have a desire to go to the local penitentiary and ask an inmate to save my life, to change my narrative by telling me his story, and to bring me to the margin to find the kingdom of heaven. I wonder if freedom is behind bars, joy is in hardened hearts, hope is in blank faces, and we find it together.

What God Wants

Do you sometimes – or always – think God wants you to suffer? I do. It’s an odd mix of the “no pain, no gain” mentality, Biblical calls to perfection (anyone who looks at the mess I am and demands perfection must be in favor of suffering), and the growing realization that I experience life as suffering whether anything painful is happening to me or not.

There is much that could be said about pain and suffering, but today I would simply like to share a few moments in which God challenged my idea that He wants me to suffer. As I sat in morning quiet, these words came to mind, as if from God: “I want you to feel safe; be content; have everything you need. I will always be with you when things are hard and wrong, but that is not my desire for you.” As I pondered this, I thought about the way God shows Himself in the 23rd Psalm:

  • He lets me rest (or as the NKJV says, “He makes me to lie down” – this wording is a lot more accurate for me: Mrs. I-Must-Be-Productive)
  • He leads.
  • He restores.
  • He is with me when death or enemies threaten.
  • He comforts.
  • He honors.
  • He – living in me – leaves a wake of goodness and mercy behind me as I go through life.
  • He invites me to live in His home when I can live on this earth no longer.

If I think about suffering from a parenting perspective, I understand that watching with a heart of love while a child suffers is always painful. It may be that God “allows” suffering, or even “causes” suffering, but could it be that suffering is not His desire for me?

I like this perspective from my favorite parenting book: “…we administer consequences not with the belief that enough pain will lead to change, but knowing that learning the Father’s way can sometimes be painful.” (Discipline That Connects With Your Child’s Heart, pg. 36)

I believe God suffers for me and with me – never as One looking on, but always as One being broken alongside me. Could it be that as this togetherness sinks in I might experience life more like being led, restored, comforted, and honored, and less like suffering?