If you had enough faith, then Suzie wouldn’t be sick.
The tongue has the power of life and death, so stop saying Suzie has a brain tumor.
If you believe enough and confess with your mouth that Suzie is healed, then she will be healed.
Have you tried…fill in the blank.
Do you think there might be un-confessed sin in your life?
Suzie is God’s gift and He can take her when he wants to.
This was God’s plan for Suzie.
Now, having been ‘stupid’ myself, I understand the intent and motivation that often lies behind saying these kinds of things. I wasn’t trying to be stupid; I was trying to help. I thought I was bringing to bear the wisdom of God in a certain situation. I truly thought what I was saying was going to be helpful and I thought what I was saying was true.
It is so easy to dish out this kind of stupidity when no one is sick in our family, when no one close to us is dying of cancer, when we think that the absence of suffering in our lives is because we have somehow made the right choices and are now receiving the reward.
It is easy to have the ‘word of the Lord’ when it isn’t your child, isn’t your husband, when you haven’t had the experience of watching someone deteriorate right in front of you, scream in pain, look at you like you should be able to do something, when it is you that feels so helpless and lost.
My recommendation would be: if you haven’t been there, keep your mouth shut.
Listen, be present, pray but don’t be ‘God’s gift’ to make other people feel worse and even push them into the impossibility of living perfectly enough to avoid suffering.
Everyone in this world is dying, right now. You are going to die. From the day you entered into this world you began dying. If ‘faith’ could keep you healthy, surely there would be someone who never died, one person who had enough ‘faith’ to keep from deaths open maw.
God (Jesus) didn’t even escape it, but He did conquer it so much so that it was no longer called ‘death’ but ‘falling asleep’. Some of us fall asleep quickly and quietly, others in great pain but we know who will kiss us awake and that hope is sure and certain.
The world is shattered. We (humans) did that. We made a declaration of independence, taking on the power of playing god, and then wonder why independent cancer cells are wreaking havoc in our bodies. We bring to the cosmic table our communal sickness and demand that God fix it. We require that God stop the pain and suffering—but out of good and kind respect for his creation, he often refuses.
Does God do anything that is not motivated by love? NO!!!
There is so much about suffering that I don’t understand, but I know this…
Suffering stops us in our tracks, makes us re-examine our sense of control, drives us into community (if we allow it) and transforms us in its crucible. And then there is this mystery: we are somehow allowed to enter the holiest of places and share in the sufferings of Jesus, destroying evil by our presence in the midst of loss.
And some things are simply too precious to reduce to words.