I Know More Than God

I'm back to blogging after a two week unplanned hiatus.

I wish it was because I did something awesome.

Like going on a mission trip and holding orphans while teaching a blind man whose native tongue is Swahili to read the ESV Bible in print. Or taking a spiritual retreat to one of those places with a prayer maze garden and finding the way out with my eyes closed while sipping on hot Lady Earl Grey tea.

But those awesome things didn't happen.

I'm not exactly sure how the hiatus happened.

Two weeks ago, I was running low on time and ideas. This normally means one thing: force something. On that first Wednesday, I wrote some kind of garbage, but I deleted it. After a week off, I decided why not take a second week off.

This is probably a good thing, because between the cold weather and a crappy attitude, anything that came out of my fingertips would have been cynical. And the Christian community doesn't need anymore cynics. (Is that cynical to say?)

During these two weeks, God hasn't been silent. Unfortunately, I haven't been either. I have vented my frustrations out on God. Sometimes reverently, often times not, probably overstepping a boundary by pointing a finger at God. It's never a good thing to accuse God, because you think you know better than him.

But he is patient.

Because he loves us.

Just like Job (although our circumstances are much different), he allowed me to talk until it was his turn.   Although, it wasn't audibly, his words brought about repentance and clarity.  

But how often do we accuse God?

No, we don't realize we are doing it, because no Christian in their right mind would accuse God knowingly. We mask it with prayer. Instead of trust, we question God. Instead of faith, we give him half-hearted servitude. In our hearts, we feel that we know better than him. You know what job you deserve, what sickness you don't deserve, the type of church you should go to, how much money you should have, how your spouse should act, or how many kids you should have. You feel that you know better than God.

When you know better than God, it isn't long before you begin to accuse him. How does this look in a Christian life?

First, it manifests itself as unthankfulness and then turns into selfishness. Neither have a place in the Christian life. But for some reason, God loves us and waits patiently for us to come back around.

Where in your life do you feel that you know better than God?