Where was God at Sandy Hook?
20 children. 6 adults. A senseless massacre in what should have been a safe place.
“Where was the ‘God of love’ in all of this? How could he allow such vile things to happen?”
It’s a hard question, but a reasonable one.
Why would an all-powerful, all-loving being allow a madman to destroy the lives of so many people, the ones who died and those forced to live without them? I won’t even pretend to understand how these families feel right now.
I can’t say I wouldn’t shake my fists at the Heavens if I were in this situation.
So, where was He? Was He absent, arms folded in the distance? Events like these cause many people to deny the possibility of a loving Creator.
I would simply say this.
Denying the existence of God based on the presence of tragedy is like denying the existence of love based on the presence of hate.
We see hate all around us. Our human history is stained with it, from genocide to racism to war. But most of us still believe in love, though it may be hard to spot at times. Is it possible that the same could be said about God?
God knows exactly how these families feel.
He knows what it’s like to lose a child to murder. His only Son was beaten beyond recognition and hung to suffocate on a wooden post. God allowed it to happen. Why, because He is cruel and indifferent to suffering?
No. According to the Scriptures, He loves humanity so much that He was willing to hand His only Son over to murderous men so that we might live eternally with Him in paradise.
There is hope for a better future.
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.” (Revelation 21:4 NLT)
Jesus died to kill death and hate and pain and loss. God isn’t a sick old man in the sky laughing at the pain of puny humans. He entered into pain and suffering to prove His concern for us.
In tragic times like these, the need for love is brought clearly into focus.
Though it’s hard to see, I believe God is close by, offering strength, healing, and salvation. I believe His heart is grieved.
This is easy for me to write. I don’t have to stand over the casket of my child, parent, or friend. My wife and unborn child are safe in the living room, but I realize this could happen to my family; we are not exempt from the threat of evil and violence.
This is simply my attempt to share what gives me hope for tomorrow. My prayers are with the families.
“The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!” – Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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