This spring my oldest son, who is five, played t ball for the first time. He’s a baseball nut and loves the game. We’ve pitched to him in the back yard since he was a toddler. Initially, we were not counting outs. Every kid was able to stay on base and run the bases. They could experience the feeling of getting a hit and scoring a run. As we neared the end of the season, we started counting outs.
I was the assistant coach for the team and I felt bad sending our first real “out” back to the bench. Then the game happened where Carter was forced out at second base. I remember the look on his face when he walked past me. He walked past the bench, went to my wife, and broke down in tears.
One of the biggest things we will ever face in life is that moment where a door is slammed shut, a job is lost, a loved one passes away, and tragedy pays us a visit. We look to God and ask why.
In Luke 22:42, Jesus is in the Garden of Gethsemane and he prays, “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” After he is arrested, tried, and in the midst of hanging on the cross he says, ““My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
A friend of mine who is a pastor wrote to me once that God is a big boy, he can take your honesty. We all face circumstances where we question the divine reason.
This Monday I had my blood drawn to be sent to the Mayo Clinic to be evaluated for any sign of cancer.
It hurts to write that sentence.
We will keep going as a family. The specialist I’m seeing believes that things will work out, that the cause of my past altered lab results is something rare and specific, not the possible darker option. He told me to trust him.
I know where I put my trust.
So as you go forward this week remember the bottom line. Know that we are in the midst of a refinement process, that this world is not perfect and know the truth of the verse I pray every night:
All things work for the good of those who love him and are called according to his purposes.