Nearly one
year later, I still have a difficult time writing or speaking about Benji’s
death without questioning why it happened; it seems like knowing would somehow
ease the pain.
“To suffer is one thing, to suffer without
meaning is another, but to suffer and choose not to press for any meaning is
worst of all. Yet that is the suicidal
submission that faith’s suspension of judgment seems to involve.
There are times when we see glimpses of
God’s ways but not enough to allow us to make true conclusions about what he is
doing and why. Yet we cannot resist
jumping to conclusions anyway. Then, being insistent as well as inquisitive, we
refuse to suspend judgment, and our wrong conclusions so misrepresent God that
we end by doubting him. But if the
Christian’s faith is to be itself and let God be God at such times, it must
suspend judgment and say, ‘Father, I do not understand you, but I trust you’.”
-OS Guinness, “Be
Still My Soul
The above was a quote I had posted on Caringbridge in the March 5th journal entry, one week prior to Benji’s death, and I followed it with
this:
“I
don’t understand why God hasn’t provided Benji with a liver and pancreas yet
when everyone was so certain it would happen so quickly. I hope and pray, but I
don’t know if Benji will remain stable long enough to get the transplant.
However, I am again choosing to trust when I don’t understand and to still my
soul by “resting in the knowledge that God is there, God is good, and God knows
best.” It may be a suspension of my personal judgment but it is also the only
thing that brings peace to my soul!!! -CB, 03-05-13
It
has been a really rough year! I miss Benji so much- unspeakably so- and at this
rate, I think it could be rough for quite a while yet. As I stated above, my faith and the ‘suspension of my personal judgment’
is still the only thing that brings peace to my soul but my human nature just
can’t stop wondering... I would so love
to understand the reasons why.
OS
Guinness said that suspending our judgment without understanding is not only
difficult, it’s suicidal. Sometimes it nearly
feels that way.
I hope God doesn’t have a problem with my continual
questions. I don’t think he does…. as
long as I’m not demanding an answer.
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