I do a lot of my thinking in the morning as I
lie in bed. I usually wake up gradually,
lying on my back, with Uni lying at my right side, her right arm and leg
wrapped around me, her head on my shoulder, as she gently snores. I hear the coffee maker in the kitchen as it
kicks on with a gurgle, then continues gurgling in a crescendo until it reaches
its noisy climax. A few minutes later
the timed light in the kitchen comes on.
I hug Uni closer and one or both of us mutters, "Love
ya." Then I struggle out of bed to
fetch our coffee. We've been going
through this routine for years. It just
doesn't get any better than this. God is good!
As we look back over our lives of over 75
years and our nearly 60 years together, we marvel at how good our lives have
been. Yes, we've had a few bad
experiences: illness, most simply due to
our age; some conflicts with people that were heart breaking, and the deaths of
loved ones -- we each lost a sister just this year. But all in all we've had it pretty good. We've made it past the biblical 70 years and
are now on our "extended warranty" (see also Psalm 90:10).
It would be easy to claim credit for all the
good things in our lives. We could claim
it's all due to our clean living, diet and exercise, a positive mental
attitude, a close spiritual walk with the Lord, etc., etc. I suppose many in similar situations would do
so.
But that would be a lie. I've violated most of the rules at one time
or another -- actually quite frequently.
And there are those who could make the same
claims, whose lives have been total disasters.
There are many who didn't wake up this
morning in pleasant circumstances like ours.
This past Sunday and Monday tornadoes struck just to the south and east
of us. Monday's monster twister that struck
the city of Moore, OK is now claimed to be the costliest ever in terms of material
damage. Besides taking 24 lives it is
estimated to have done two and a half billion dollars in damage. That's incomprehensible. It cut a swath two miles wide by 17 miles
long. We are constantly barraged with TV
images that are still difficult to wrap our minds around.
And the destruction was indiscriminate. The tornadoes did not distinguish between
good and bad people between clean livers and dirty livers, between those who
walk with the Lord and those who spurn Him.
So how can I say that God is good? Should I revise that to "God is good to
me"? Should I add the qualifier
"at least presently"?
We often ask, "Why do bad things happen
to good people? We also ask, "Why
do good things happen to bad people?"
I suppose though that we really wonder why good and bad things seem to
happen to good and bad people indiscriminately.
And then, I suppose our question might be,
"Is God really good?" Would I
say He's good if I woke up in different circumstances?
I don't know what I'd say. I do know that I can thank Him for all He's
given me.
And I do know that in all the talk that's
been going on, all the interviews conducted by TV reporters, we don't hear
people question or blaming God. Could it
be that those who have suffered can somehow see God's goodness in and through
all this? It would seem so.