Upon hearing the news of yet another senseless tragedy, I sometimes lose heart. I even admit to struggling with ill-will feelings towards God. God, why don’t you just destroy the forces of evil already?!
I can go on and on when it comes to the sin which abounds here on earth: the Parkland, Florida shooting; bombs which kill innocent civilians in countries like Syria; and the horror stories of young women caught in the insidious web of sex trafficking.
I raise imaginary fists at God. Why aren’t you doing anything, God? Why does suffering continue? Do you even act on our behalf?
But then I stop to think: What about friends and families and strangers who haven’t yet heard the miraculous Good News? What about backsliding saints? What if God wants to develop your faith for times like this?
