By Sean Cahill
Today’s scripture comes from Habakkuk who says, “How long, O LORD? I cry for help but you do not listen! I cry out to you, “Violence!” but you do not intervene. Why do you let me see ruin; why must I look at misery?” When I was in college I found myself going through a very difficult time and felt these same thoughts rush through me one evening. I went to the chapel at John Carroll so that I could yell at God. I felt like I had had enough and that I was ready to lay into God asking Him if He was so powerful and so loving
why He would have me suffer through these times?
It was very late at night and I felt confident that no one would be in the chapel and I could yell all I wanted.
To my surprise two of my friends were also there and they happened to be singing around the piano. They greeted me warmly and invited me to join them. For quite some time we shared stories, sang, and laughed as we enjoyed the company. I left the chapel and could feel the presence of God.
I felt like in some way He was saying that things would be ok.
My fear is, though, what would have happened if my friends hadn’t been there, if my friends weren’t there for me, and what it means for those in the world with similar thoughts who go without the fellowship I shared that evening.
All I need to do is turn on the television to see people crying for help, asking for assistance, calling for understanding. Sometimes I wonder why there are so many men, women, and children who go to bed hungry. Why can natural disasters come through and ruin lives forever? Where is God?!
Where is the omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient being that can do and love all, and be all, and cure all?!
In times of unbelievable struggle, my answer has to be that I am God’s arms, eyes, feet, and hands. Going out to the sites of national disasters is one possible answer to Habakkuk’s plea for intervention. When a friend is having a particularly difficult day it has to be me that reaches out and asks if I can do something to help. Or even just asking, “How are you feeling today?” when sensing sadness. I won’t always be welcomed in like my friends welcomed me that late night at John Carroll but by inviting I show that I care.
By asking I want it to be clear that I want to walk with my friends, family, and even the strangers who ask for a companion on their journey.
That is God’s call. When God doesn’t have hands to help or physical eyes to see then those have to be mine. The work is hard and the day is long but I am hopeful that with God’s help my body will be strong and my spirit will be willing. That’s my hope today and as I continue on my way.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sean Cahill is a recent graduate of John Carroll University currently working as a student teacher at Benedictine High School, teaching World History and Mock Trial. Outside of the classroom he can usually be found acting on Cleveland area stages or singing with the Cleveland Orchestra Chorus. He enjoys being an uncle and cannot wait to welcome another little one to the family in a few months. More than any specific activity, job, or hobby he is most grateful for being alive.