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Accusing God
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Thursday, April 14, 2022 |
It is, perhaps, our greatest wickedness: we accuse God. We, the bent— We, the broken— We, the ungodly— We accuse God.
When the job is lost— When the money is gone— When the hurt is deep— When the spouse leaves— When the dream crumbles— When circumstances don’t play out— Most of us can be counted on to accuse God. We dare approach the One who made us, lived among us, bled for us, died for us, forgave us, and accuse Him. We accuse Him of not hearing. We accuse Him of not seeing. We accuse Him of not caring. We accuse Him of not answering. We accuse Him of not doing what (“we know”) He ought to do. We accuse and accuse and accuse.
Consider that in striking this wicked pose, we are most like the arch-enemy of the Almighty! Is Lucifer not called the Accuser? And are we not most like him when we accuse the Almighty? Imagine—we, the forgiven—accusing God! We, the redeemed. We, the blood-bought. We, the folks freed from death row. We, who held the hammer that drove the nails that took the life of His Son—we accuse HIM.
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