Even a pagan will sometimes admit that God works in mysterious ways. It is their attempt to explain the unexplainable. For what happened yesterday, I might try to explain that we met an angel, but she was just an ordinary person. Yet somehow she was in the right place at the right time. We knew God was at work and it was definitely goose-bump mysterious.
My sister, whose house is flooded along with thousands
of other homes in High River, called and asked if we could courier them some
rubber boots. Southern Alberta is sold out and they hope to be allowed back in
their home in a week or so. The flood water is contaminated and dangerous, requiring
protective clothing, but she said no rush on the boots. A few days from now
would be fine.
We went to a local store (our city is four hours from
hers) only to discover they too had a run on rubber boots and the remainder
were limited in type and size. As we pondered the shelves, a young woman was
doing the same. I can’t remember who started the conversation, but we
discovered that she was also from High River and looking for rubber boots. She
already knew that her basement was full to the joists with water, her losses
great, yet she was hopefully buying supplies for herself and her friends.
We told our story and she exclaimed, “I know your
sister and her husband. I will take the boots to her. I’m heading that way as soon as I leave the store.” We
bought the only boots that would fit, some socks to go with them, and put them
in the back of this “angel’s” vehicle, already packed to the brim with “after
the flood” equipment.
When we got home, I checked the news to find that the
zone where my sister’s home is located opens tomorrow for people to go in and
check their homes. The boots arrived last night; she needs them today!
We praised God together, and with goose bumps. She
will line up with several thousand others to examine the damage to her home,
yet is astonished every day at the care of God in this disaster. While some are
angry and threatening authorities, complaining, and in total confusion, God has
granted this child of His an incredible peace as she trusts in Him.
Yesterday I wrote how those who are at peace with God are
also in harmony with nature.
For you shall be in league with the stones of the field, and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with you. (Job 5:23)
That harmony could be compared to life in Eden before
sin and the Fall, and before the curse of thistles and of thorns. It points
ahead to the Bible’s last picture of a new recreated earth that will be in
harmony with new recreated humanity. Both picture the kinship between nature
and human moral life. Paul said, “The whole creation has been groaning as in
the pains of childbirth right up to the present time” (Romans 8:22). The world is waiting for sin to be conquered.
God has much to say about the relationship between
humanity and our world. The climate-change people have it right that man
affects our environment, but they miss this one important aspect; that
relationship is more about sin in general than the sin of pollution in
particular. We ruin the earth with our garbage and carelessness, but we also
ruin it by every sin we sin, making it groan.
I’m not saying that flood is a result of human sin. Actually,
it was the result of a massive storm that followed the converging of a few
unusual weather fronts, something that has never happened before. While this
could be the “groaning of creation” in protest to the sins of humanity, I cannot
say that. Whatever is going on in a global sense is beyond me. But I can see how
God uses the situations in this world, even disasters, to show His incredible
love to His people.
My sister and other Christians who suffer discover things
about God we otherwise would not know. We also discover that the horrors in the
world that seems to be stacked against us are part of this grand story of God’s
care. The voices of the winds and waves, even of crap-filled flood waters can
reveal a glory that is often hidden when life is good and without incident.
Today’s devotional says that humans either “quicken or
deaden everything we see by the life we live and the sins that we commit” and
that truly “bad men or women do not experience the glories of summer” just as
for them “there really is no heaven.”
That is affirming that whatever summer (or even a
flood) means to anyone is more of a moral and spiritual question. When we are at
peace with God, we can be at peace with nature, even when it is hostile and trying
to destroy us – because even in wild and swirling devastation, we can see the
love of God.
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