I hear this phrase a lot in Christian circles. “Find the purpose in your pain.”
I feel as if it’s become one of those Christianese sayings invented to somehow try and explain the unexplainable. When inconceivable tragedy knocks on our door.
I have one question: What if there’s not a purpose in every pain?
I don’t believe every single tragic event in our lives veils some mystical lesson which requires hours, days, weeks, months or even years to discern.
God isn’t hiding behind the tragedy.
God doesn’t kill people to reveal a grander plan.
God doesn’t cause accidents to steal loved ones away.
Sometimes, the enemy is devouring people.
Sometimes, stuff just happens. It’s called life.
Our community mourns the tragic loss of a 13-year-old boy who died in a horrific car accident recently. A young life, full of potential, with a future yet to be written.
There is nothing anyone can say to explain such a loss. There are no words in the English language capable of soothing a family’s shattered heart. No amount of questioning God will ever provide a satisfactory answer.
But, there is hope. And believing in hope during our pain is so much different than trying to find a purpose.
We have hope that when life ends on this earth, it only begins in another realm. We have hope that God is standing in the midst of our pain, weeping along with us. We have hope that Jesus paid a price on the Cross to reveal something bigger than just enduring the hardships of life here on this planet.
We may never understand why disastrous events take place in our lives. Why often times we feel more broken inside than made whole. Why we lose people. Why families are torn apart by loss. Why grief visits more often than happiness. Why we have more questions than answers when tragedy strikes.
I implore you to stop looking for a purpose behind every pain. Don’t torture yourself trying to discover meanings and lessons that aren’t even there.
Spend that time grieving loved ones. Spend that time rejoicing they are no longer suffering. Spend that time remembering the legacy they left behind. Honor them. Cherish them. Share hope.
“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God.”
Even when senseless tragedy darkens our doorway, God will somehow turn it into good. Doesn’t mean there was a purpose for the tragedy. It means God has a way to turn ashes into beauty. Transform darkness into light. Give meaning to what we might consider meaningless.
I’m not speaking as one who has never endured pain. I’m not writing these words oblivious to tragedy and every roller coaster ride of emotions that comes along with the loss.
I’m writing as one who understands that not everything is orchestrated by our Creator. I’m writing as one who understands not everything can be blamed on the devil. I’m writing as one who will never let go of hope in every situation.
I’m writing these words as your brother.
I’m writing these words to give you hope.
Romans 12:15 – “Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.”