Easter Sunday morning I got up early and went out for a walk. I’m always so glad for Good Friday to be over. (I know the Father and Jesus wanted to suffer and die, but His suffering hurts.) I am eager, to get up on the morning of His Resurrection! I went out, it was cold, raining, almost sleeting and windy. I went out anyway and spoke to Him about it. “God are you angry? Sure seems like it with the weather, and the virus (a little later hail), how many plagues do we need this time? Pharaoh needed ten.” And I did not say it flippantly, rather seriously.
Then I thought, “I don’t think God is mad. He is love, He cares and loves us so much, He is not angry.” Did your mom ever spank you when you were little? I remember one time my nephew was staying at mom’s house. He intentionally rode his bike onto the road recklessly, right after being told not to do so. My mom, his grandma, said, “I don’t want to do this but I have to,” and she spanked him. He cried a bit and I think she did too. It was a quick spanking, and as soon as she finished, he got on her lap, hugged her and cried a little more. She wasn’t mad, she loved him, but he needed spanking. He knew he needed spanking deep down and never doubted Grandma’s love.
God has allowed this only for a greater good. Is there something we need to look at and evaluate? I’m sure there is. It does me good to think about it, you, too? Let’s not waste any time blaming God for any of this, let’s mine down into the great good He wants to bring from it. I see that too. Let’s not only see more of the good, but help more good to come about in our little corner of the kingdom. Lord, grace us to see your love.
Sister Mary Michael, CK