An Incomplete Thought

I didn’t post in September. I was busy with a lot of things. I was busy with my online writing group. I was busy hoping my life wasn’t about to take a turn I didn’t want it to take. I was busy pondering the problem of evil in wake of the beheadings, etc, in Mosul.

It was the latter two that forced me to rethink my usual answer about evil, which is, essentially, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger (Nietzsche), and makes me able to show compassion to others (2 Cor 1:3-4). It simply isn’t enough to explain abuse of any kind, really; at least, not and still believe that God is a loving God and not some sort of sadist.

There are a lot of takes on this problem. Some people believe that God is completely sovereign, a master puppeteer of sorts, who is in control and somehow, this will be good in the end. Kinda tough to explain that with a smiling face to a mom who just saw her kid murdered. It’s really not much of a comfort, though I once believed it was. Some people believe that God has simply wound up the earth and let it go. He has no say in anything that happens, He is only an impartial observer. Essentially, God really couldn’t give a rip about you. For some reason, I find that less comforting.

Interestingly, I found a quasi-solution (hence the title of this entry) on my sons’ Spirit Day shirts for school. It paraphrases the poem by Teresa de Avila, Christ Has No Body, saying “We Are Christ’s Hands and Feet.” Which, lead me to Eph. 2:10 “For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.” (ESV)

I’ve heard this interpreted several different ways over the past 45 years, and I haven’t really researched it deeply, but it crossed my mind as I read it, and the poem, that maybe these things happen, well, sort of like the old addage, “Evil prospers when good men do nothing.” Maybe they happen because we do nothing. Maybe we’re all supposed to be doing something outside our fandoms (my biggest time suck). And by all, I mean everyone, not just Christians. Everyone who asks the question, “Why does evil exist?” is, perhaps, part of the solution. Not to rid the world of all evil, but as much as they can. Maybe the real question isn’t “Why did this bad thing happen?” but “What should I do to stop it from ever happening again?”

Like I said, it’s an incomplete thought, just some stuff that’s been going through my mind as the world around me rolls down hill like a snowball headed for hell. (I should mention I’ve been listening to a whole lot of country music lately. :))

Christ Has No Body

Christ has no body but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
Compassion on this world,
Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good,
Yours are the hands, with which he blesses all the world.
Yours are the hands, yours are the feet,
Yours are the eyes, you are his body.
Christ has no body now but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
compassion on this world.
Christ has no body now on earth but yours.

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