Can it possibly get any more uncertain than this?
We so long for life to be better than it is. We wish the beauty and love and adventure would stay and that someone strong
and kind would show us how to make the Arrows go away. We hope that God will be our hero. Of all the
people in the universe, he could stop the Arrows and arrange for just a little more blessing in our lives. He can spin
the earth, change the weather, topple governments, obliterate armies, and resurrect the dead. Is it too much to ask that he intervene in
our story? But he often seems aloof, almost indifferent to our plight, so entirely out of our control. Would it be any worse if there were
no God? If he didn't exist, at lease we wouldn't get our hopes up. We could settle once and for all that we really are alone
in the universe and get on surviving as best we may.
This is, in fact, how many professing Christians end up living: as practical agnostics. Perhaps God will come through, perhaps he won't.
so I'll be hanged if I'll live as though he had come through. I'll hedge my bets and if he does show up, so much the better.
The simple word for this is godlessness. Like a lover who's been wronged, we guard our heart against future disappointment.
Copyright 1997 by Brent Curtis and John Eldredge