Where is God?

  Its not hard to turn on the news, scroll through your Facebook News Feed, or talk to people about what is going on in our world without being struck by fear. Especially as a mom I have experienced this reality lately as I question, “how on earth will I raise kids in a world that is unfoWhere is Godlding so quickly?”

  To say that fear does not come knocking at my door everyday would be a lie, I wish I could say when it comes knocking I have some personal/mommy super power to fight it and release me from its stronghold while I hold my babies tight, but more times than not fear’s grip holds me tight while I have no fancy cap to get me through my day.

My heart hurts as I think of recent events that have taken place in our world from the Orlando shooting, all that has taken place in Dallas, to the news stories of little children being abducted and sometimes I wonder, where is God? My mommy heart hurts as I see someone else’s “babies”, no matter how old they are, being affected by some of the most horrific acts of sin and violence in our world.

My immediate response is heart ache and condolences for those affected and then my second response is a question of how to protect my babies from ever experiencing some of our worlds realities; being shot at in a movie theater, or not knowing what it means to make it home from school safely, being judged for decisions they make, etc.

But the hard truth is that I can’t keep my kids from experiencing this fallen world, I can’t keep them from seeing horrific evils that this world tends to produce, or provide safety in every situation, but I can trust that God can.

As someone who was abused as a child, wondering where God is has been a constant question and challenge all my life. This week as fear has tried to have a stronghold in my life, God has directed me to the Psalms, Psalms 46 in particular which says:

God is our refuge and strength, a very PRESENT help in trouble. 

Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way,

    though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, 

though its waters roar and foam, 

though the mountains tremble at its swelling.

 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, 

the holy habitation of the Most High.

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved;

    God will help her when morning dawns. 

The nations rage, the kingdoms totter;

    he utters his voice, the earth melts.

The Lord of hosts is with us;

    the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Come, behold the works of the Lord,

    how he has brought desolations on the earth.

He makes wars cease to the end of the earth;

    he breaks the bow and shatters the spear;

    he burns the chariots with fire.

“Be still, and know that I am God.

    I will be exalted among the nations,

    I will be exalted in the earth!” 

The Lord of hosts is with us;

    the God of Jacob is our fortress. 

Where is God? He’s with me, He’s for me, and He’s fighting for me. Sometimes its easy for me to think God is “up there”, helping someone else, or doing something better when the reality is that He is my PRESENT help in time of need, and let me tell you this week I am in need. I am in need of this reminder that God provides the strength I need as a mom to raise my babies in this world. That He will go before  me and them and has a plan for their lives. That my God is bigger than any fear that might come my way, and that His word is better than any magical cape that could get me through the day.

Where is God is no longer the question that lingers in my mind when tragedies strike me personally or the world around me, but a desperate cry of “help us oh God in this time of need as I know you are here”.