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Where Was God When the Tsunami Hit?
I have been trying to find some way to make my mind comprehend the enormity of the disaster around the Indian Ocean. I have tried to imagine a city the size of Durham with all its inhabitants killed. I have tried to imagine a population equivalent to the Triangle with all its inhabitants injured. I have tried to imagine half the population of North Carolina homeless. The scale of the suffering is more than the mind can take in. I received some e-mails this week that have made a personal connection to this vast misery. They came from a Baptist minister in India, Dr. Kunjumon Chacko. Sound familiar? His son is Biju Chacko, who was our Global Missions Day preacher last month. Biju relayed his fathers messages to me. The Chacko family lives about fifty miles from where the waves hit the Indian coast. They tell of close family friends who had to run from the beach for half a mile to escape death. They tell of a friend on a pilgrimage to a famous church at the coast who was washed away along with a thousand other people. In Dr. Chackos home state of Kerala, thousands are missing. People who had commuted inland to jobs in towns and cities returned to their homes but could not find them. One mother came to Dr. Chacko and said, "Sir, I was holding my baby in my hand while clinging to the coconut tree, but the rushing water snatched my only baby." The news channels have told us a hundred stories like these, but to me it makes a difference to hear from someone we feel a connection with. Dr. Chacko says he could no longer stand there. He prayed with several of them, cried with some of them. One man who lost his house and wife and two children cried to him, "Why is God so cruel to us?" Thats the question, isnt it? There is a Psalm that goes: Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck. I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold; I have come into deep waters, and the flood sweeps over me. I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God. Psalm 69:1-3 Have you ever stood on the beach and watched a glorious sunrise and said to yourself, "Who can see this and not believe there is a God?" Today people stand on the beaches of Kerala and Bandah Aceh and see the destruction and ask "Who can see this and believe there is a God?" The evidence we see is a mixed bag. "My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God." Six months ago this past summer I stood before you as our community grieved for two young women who had been murdered in two separate tragedies, Julia Briggs and Brittany Willis. Back then we wrestled with this same question, "Where is God when evil strikes?" Back then the question was a little easier because human choice played a part in those tragedies. It was a question of moral evil. There were persons we could point to and say, "They did it." But today there is no person to blame for the evil that has happened. All we can point to is a geological fault on the ocean floor, a part of Gods creation. Now that is a problem, the problem of natural evil. Its the same problem that hit Job in that terrible moment when a messenger ran up to him and reported: Your sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brothers house, and suddenly a great wind came across the desert, struck the four corners of the house, and it fell on the young people, and they are dead; alone have escaped to tell you. (Job 1:18-19) I have been listening on the cable channels as religious authorities have tried to deal with the problem. Their shouting matches with each other have been embarrassing. Some of them have declared that the tsunami came as Gods judgment upon a sinful people. Some Christians say the victims sin was that they did not believed in Jesus Christ. Some Muslims say the victims sin was that they had taken up the evil habits of western Christians and forgotten Allah. But the Book of Job teaches us that the calamities that came upon Job had nothing to do with his conduct. The tsunami that struck people from Sumatra to Somalia had nothing to do with their conduct. So we are back to the problem of natural evil. Where was God when the tsunami hit?
Philosophers and theologians have tried to answer this. Here are a couple of their ideas: 1) Creation is an unfinished product. God is not finished with the world yet. In fact, God has given the world over to us so that we might continue Gods creative work. After all, if the world were perfect, what would there be left for us to do in it? It is as if God has given us an eighth day of creation in which we are to finish the job. It is as if God had built a house, and put us in it, and given us a punch list of details to finish up, such as disease, such as earthquakes. So millions of health care workers make it their calling to get rid of things like cancer and heart disease, just as they have already gotten rid of diphtheria and typhoid. And millions of scientists and planners make it their calling to construct warning systems, so that when earthquakes and floods come we have enough time to get out of the way. Obviously the work God has given us is not done yet. The world is not finished yet. 2) Gods power in the world is not perfect in the sense that God directly pulls the reins to all powers in nature and humanity. Rather Gods power is perfect in the way that Gods love will ultimately draw all things to himself. Human beings and forces of nature are not powerless, dependent, and determined. God in the miracle of creation has given power to each of them and does not dictate to them. Gods power is not a mechanical power that pulls every string. Gods power is a personal power that draws every thing with love. These two ideas are the best answers I have found for the question of natural evil: that creation is not finished yet, and that Gods power is not dictatorial nor mechanical but personal and loving. But if I had to stand on the beach with that man who lost everything and asked, "Why is God so cruel to us?", I think both those answers would fall flat, and I would the same thing Dr. Chacko did: cry and pray. Even the best answers we have are partial and incomplete. I must be honest with you, if they were was all that I had to keep me going, my faith would fail. In fact, the only thing that keeps me here is the suffering of Christ. If I had any suspicion that God had allowed these destructive forces of nature, and then had turned his back on it all, then I would turn my back on God. But the suffering of Christ is a window into the character of God. Think of all that Jesus went through. No sooner was he born than he became a homeless refugee. As an adult he was lonely, ridiculed, abandoned, tortured, and killed. And then Jesus was swallowed up in the deep waters of death. In short, he knew just about every torment that a human being could know, because he was with us. He was truly with us. And he promised us that while bad things would surely come to us, he would stay with us through it all. The Christ who suffered then is the Christ who suffers with us now. And, as Ive said, that suffering is a window into the heart of God. God is with us, and God suffers with us. If it were not for the suffering of Christ, I would turn my back on it all. But because of the sufferings of Christ, I draw near to him. And I also draw near to the words Jesus said when asked about why bad things happen to people. Once a tower in Jerusalems city wall had fallen and killed eighteen construction workers. You could say this was a combination moral evil (bad construction) and natural evil (gravity). When Jesus was told about the eighteen who died, he responded: "do you think that they were worse offenders than all the others living in Jerusalem? No, I tell you; but unless you repent, you will all perish just as they did." (Luke 13: 4b-5) Theres a word of grace in there, and a word of warning. The word of grace was that this disaster did not come because of peoples sin. The eighteen were no worse sinners than anyone else. God had not singled them out. That word of Jesus confronts those Christians and those Muslims today who try to blame sinners for the tsunami. And then there is Jesus word of warning: that life is short and there are no guarantees that any of us will see tomorrow. So if anyone needs to change direction and turn to God, the right time is now. There was another time Jesus was asked why bad things happen to people, in the Gospel of John: As he walked along, he saw a man blind from birth. His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither this man nor his parents sinned; he was born blind so that Gods works might be revealed in him." (John 9:1-3) Who sinned, Jesus? No one, he said. This is not a time to figure out whom to blame. This is a time to do the work of God. Now thats the truth for today. This tsunami disaster is no time to lay blame on sinners. This is time to do the work of God. In Raleigh, the editor of The Biblical Recorder, Tony Cartledge, has already packed up his things and headed for the area to keep North Carolina Baptists well informed of the need. Baptist Men are gathering help. In the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship, some missionaries were displaced and threatened by the waters, but came through alright. Now they are beginning to aid their neighbors. CBF is now coordinating its response with the Baptist World Alliance, with Habitat for Humanity, with World Vision, and with the Indian Evangelical Mission. Your special gifts will be directed to these efforts. And in India, in the state of Kerala by the sea, Dr. Kunjamon Chacko continues to cry and to pray with his people. One danger now is what will happen to the children. Some are being forced into child labor and severe hardships. In his ministry, Dr. Chacko runs five orphanages. Now he has decided to adopt ten children who lost their parents. This is a time to do the work of God. Almost always I conclude my message with an invitation to respond to the gospel. Here is my invitation for today. Dan Vestal, who will be with us later this spring, is calling upon churches to set aside today as a day of intercession, mourning, and reflection. So I invite you to join with me in a time of silent prayer, which I will begin with more words from the psalm that I began this message with, Psalm 69: Do not let the flood sweep over me, Or the deep swallow me up, Or the Pit close its mouth over me. Answer me, O Lord, for your steadfast love is good; According to your abundant mercy, turn to me. Do not hide your face from your servant, For I am in distressmake haste to answer me. Draw near to me, redeem me, set me free (Psalm 69:15-18a) -- Douglas E. Murray
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