We are weak. That is not an indictment of humanity, but one of the gifts. If we were not weak, we would not need each other. We would not know we need Christ. In Scripture and the history of Saints many of those who are loved and called by Him scream at Him in rage, doubt...run....weep.
When I was ten my mother was dying. No one would say it out loud. But there I was, a little kid good at theology, pious to a fault. Everyone said I would be a priest. I thought I would. But I asked Mom, because I could not understand..."Why are you going to die? Why are you sick?"
And she said that when God forms us it is art and sometimes it is like a painting...painless. Sometimes it is like pottery. Sometimes there is fire and there is pain. But the potter alone knows the form of the clay and what will make it the best it can be. And pottery, even with the suffering because of the suffering, is stronger than a painting.
She said if someone else had her cancer maybe they would lose faith in Him. And if that was so, she was glad to have it.
Glad to have it.
I remember even then thinking, 'I will never be her. I will never be that much of a Christian.'
I did not understand it all.
And I asked her why God would fire her like pottery into death. And she said, "Love, my life was a painting. I'm not the one He's forming right now."
Through the pains and poverty of my life, that continue in many ways, I have held on to the fact that the most Christian woman I knew faced slow painful death, fading from her children, without blinking, without hate or accusations at God. And she held herself weaker than others. She, to herself, was a painting. Wonderfully made and beautiful but less hard, tested and worked than pottery. She was telling me, it will be ok to doubt, grieve, scream at the heavens. It will not make you less a Christian. It will make you a stronger member of His army.
When my brother died at age 35, his two daughters were just younger than my sister and I were when Mom died. My sister had been so angry at God for years after mom died. So angry before dealing with it all. And our youngest niece (not knowing how her aunt had been) asked if it was ok to be mad at God. And my sister knelt to get eye to eye with her and said, "God's big enough to handle it. He wants you to give it to Him. And if you do that by being angry with Him, doubting Him...it's ok. He loves you."
As Christians we walk a balance between the weakness of our humanity and the strength of being made in the Image of God.
Tolkien puts it best in this work "Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth" in the history of Middle Earth books.
It is a debate between the human wise woman Andreth and the Elven lord Finrod on the nature of things.
Andreth: They say that the One will himself enter into Arda, and heal Men and all the Marring from the beginning to the end. This they say also, or they feign, is a rumour that has come down through years uncounted, even from the days of our undoing.
And earlier Finrod gives a perfect description of Christian Hope:
'Have ye then no hope?’ said Finrod.
'What is hope?’ she said. 'An expectation of good, which though uncertain has some foundation in what is known? Then we have none.’
'That is one thing that Men call “hope”,’ said Finrod. ’Amdir we call it, “looking up”. But there is another which is founded deeper. Estel we call it, that is “trust”. It is not defeated by the ways of the world, for it does not come from experience, but from our nature and first being. If we are indeed the Eruhin, the Children of the One, then He will not suffer Himself to be deprived of His own, not by any Enemy, not even by ourselves. This is the last foundation of Estel, which we keep even when we contemplate the End: of all His designs the issue must be for His Children’s joy. Amdir you have not, you say. Does no Estel at all abide?’
-J.R.R. Tolkien, The History of Middle-earth X: Morgoth’s Ring, “Athrabeth Finrod Ah Andreth”
So our hope..is in the Resurrection we have Estel. But it is not less Christian to have failings in Amdir.
We all doubt. We all wonder why at times. We all scream it inside at time until our heart breaks. Thank you for mentioning it out loud because I do believe God wants us to - because that shows us we are not alone, we need each other in this world.