- Some people ignore him, pretend he doesn't matter anyway.
- Some try to accept his silence with stoic detachment and mistakenly call it faith.
- Some whimper and bargain and try to convince him they are worth the trouble.
- Some get mad and storm away, sometimes forever.
And some--not many, but a few--get mad and run straight at him. They tell him exactly what they think of his absence from their lives. They tell him exactly what they feel. They wrestle with him, they duke it out. They are Jacob at the river Jabbok. They are the woman in the crowd who grabbed his robe. They don't hold back what's really going on inside. But they don't disengage either.
I wonder if, when God fails to act as we think he should, he's actually looking for something in us: a willingness to stay with it--to stay with him--even though he doesn't make sense, even when he does things that shatter our assumptions of who or how he should be. I think maybe he wanted Job to ask him all those hard questions. I think he wanted David to write all those "where are you, God?" psalms. I think Jacob's whole life was divinely shaped just so his wrestling match with God could happen there at the banks of the river Jabbok.
There is a question lingering in the silence of God. Do you hear it?
What will you do when God doesn't show up?