Prayer is
a mystery. It is through prayer that I
live most days in peace. Without prayer,
I get stuck repeatedly obsessing and emotionally reacting to the many wrongs
that are a part of my daily life. It’s
the little things that take away my peace and focus on prayer. It’s only when I have myself all worked up
that I notice I have not been in touch with God about that situation. But the
bigger issues in my life—the ones I know I have absolutely no control
over—those I daily commit to prayer and rarely take them back after they have been
fully turned over to God mainly because the prayer subject is way too much for
me to devise a plan to fix.
Recently,
I received an answer I did not like at all to one of these huge prayer
commitments. I mean I had done
everything right. I accepted that I was
not in control. I accepted that only the
Lord of God the God Almighty knew what was best. When I got the answer “No,” it devastated my
soul. I was just so sad. I didn’t want that answer. I thought I had accepted the answer My Lord
and Savior, who I trust completely, gave me in answer to my prayer until the
next day. Particularly since I have been
recovering from foot surgery, I have been asking God for a miracle parking
place when I run certain errands that I know it will be difficult to park close. God has granted miracle after miracle in
response to my prayer. The day after I
received the news, I prayed for a miracle parking place. As I prayed, my own thoughts spilled out to
me and God: I’m sure you will give it; You answer positively the prayers that
aren’t as important. I drove to the
place and all the parking spaces were filled with happy people, enjoying their
day, children popping out of cars with ease, and adults smiling, walking to
their happy destination. I drove on to
find one space across the street at a weird angle and parked there. It required much more effort having to change
from my shoe to my boot to make the journey across the street, only to discover
that my errand could not be completed. I
went back to my car, and without much thought of my bratty prayer, started to
back out when in the middle of the street a car almost hit me. That experience shook me back to reality
about God. Yes, He is the one who is in
charge of the answers to my prayers. He
will never leave me or forsake me; He is taking care of me, not because I pray
the right way but because I pray. His
answers are always right even when I can’t see it. I so appreciated His protection on my journey
and keeping me from having an accident that day.
When God asks us to
suffer more in answer to our prayers, we must put out total confidence in Him
alone. Our minds are too finite to
comprehend the intricacies about the situation that He alone knows. Francis Fernandez wrote these words in a sermon
about the Suffering of the Innocent babies who were killed by Herod the Great
after He learned of Jesus’ birth found in Matthew 2:16-18: Suffering comes in many
forms. No one willingly looks for it in
any of them. And yet, Jesus proclaimed
as blessed (privileged, happy, lucky) those who mourn, that is to say, those
who in this life carry a heavier cross; illness, handicap, physical pain,
poverty, slander, injustice…Faith transforms the meaning of suffering.
Thomas Keating explains it this
way. There
is a great mystery in the suffering of the innocent. Perhaps it is just to
accept it as a mystery, rather than to try to explain it. Apparently Job did not take Satan into
consideration in his complaints step by step, materially then spiritually, as
you see from the text, especially we read on, he is left with only outward
consolation: the fact that God is God,
the creator who can do whatever he likes, and nobody can say to him “You can’t
do that to me.” As he is reduced
gradually to the acceptance of that fact, and to silence, the purity of his
love grows a pace. In the end, God made
Job twice as rich (…a symbol of his interior grace) as he was before his trials
began.
Paul encourages us to claim
this hope found in Romans 8:28: And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love
him, who have been called according to his purpose. I may not be able to understand my own
suffering, but I can understand that God invites me to have confidence in Him
and not doubt His goodness when He allows suffering.
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