Quick Thoughts on Injustice
In the last few weeks I flew over 10,000 miles, taught a seminary class on the Pentateuch and the Law and sent my wife off to be with her mother as she died. The hardest of these was to send off my wife and to get her text telling me that her mother died. The details are not any of your business nor shall I bore you with them. But strangely they brought to mind a short bit ago a conversation I had in the parking lot of my church after a wedding.
There was a man, a family member of the bride, who was looking a bit vexed. I saw him through the windows and thought I might speak to him for encouragement. Instead I got a tirade of bitterness from his heart. His wife left him, his greater family had failed to remind her that she should not leave him, and he was alone. All of those in his greater family professed faith in Jesus and he despised them for failing him in his time of need. So what did I ask him?
A simple question, “Where do you worship?” He told me he had no church, they were filled with the likes of his family and he had no time for that sort of folly. He would listen to sermons as he wished and worship God. So, in this short little encounter on such a happy event, what did I say?
I told him that his problem was not his family who failed him, his wife who abandoned him, nor the Church. His problem was that he was a man who was not yet a man who believed in Christ. He was a pagan dressed in vaguely Christian clothes. To my un-surprise he was less than thankful. He blustered and threatened all sorts of things. I laughed a bit at him and said his problem was not with me but with God.
I told him that his problem was that he thought God was unjust and therefore the things that happened in his life was God’s fault. I told him, in so many terms, that God had not treated poor Job like He had treated him. Nope. Job only lost all his children, his wealth and his health. He was stuck with a bitter woman who thought his faith was a folly and that he should just die (at least this guy’s wife left him!).
Then I told him that God was just in His dealings, He doesn’t answer to us nor to any other creature than He created and that if his life was miserable that was just tough. But don’t try to make God unjust because your life doesn’t fit how you think it should. He is the Creator and we are His creatures. And when you give that a thought for a few YEARS you begin to grasp the glory of the cross, where the Creator comes to take on the sins of the creature so that the creature might enjoy the life of the Creator.
I add this, none of this has anything to do with the death of my mother-in-law. I grieve for my dear wife who grieves for the woman who gave birth to her 52 years ago. I give thanks at the same time to my Creator who cause a man and a woman, who would reject Him, to give birth to the one woman who gives me such joy for these last 27 years of marriage.
There is no injustice with God. But through the Cross, there is much mercy and grace.