On the previous post, I thought more about it, and asked myself, why? One event brought my faith into a tailspin.
It began innocently enough. A casual conversation with my brother-in-law... I told him about a friend who experienced
a miraculously successful radical surgical procedure for an otherwise-determined terminal cancer. I mentioned how prayers and faith were answered.
My brother-in-law's response was "someday science will explain away religion" and "we will someday understand the mental link to healing". I have heard this before from my wife's family.
On the outside, I made my best "loving response", but inside I was totally losing my cool, wishing to grab him and shake him. The frustration of witnessing my in-law's abject denial of anything they cannot touch and see (or read about in a psychology journal) got so intense that I lost my sense of Grace. Satan was at my elbow in a moment... what if what my brother-in-law said was true? Is my relationship with God just in my head?
I doubted, even when I knew better.
I am better now. It was all emotion - frustration, anger, fear. A little time in solitary prayer, repentance, accepting the current Grace offered, listening to the talks, was all I needed to reconnect. Praise Him!