September 11, 2001 is a day that people will remember for ages. The day evokes the same emotions of Pearl Harbor. The United States was attacked suddenly. Suddenly, we realized that we aren’t protected as much as we thought.
Just after a year later, two men trekked around the Washington Metro area sniping random people. They killed ten people. During the shootings, there was mass hysteria. People refused to get out of their houses for fear that the two could strike at any moment. They were shooting people in common areas, like gas stations and outside grocery stores. No one was safe.
In 2005, a 16 year old student went to his high school with a handgun and a shotgun and killed 9 students before killing himself. It is the worst high school shooting since Columbine.
In 2006, in an area known for their peace and non-violent beliefs, a 32 year old man made his way to an Amish school in Pennsylvania and killed five girls, ages ranging from 6-13, before killing himself.
In 2007, Virginia Tech would become the campus with the largest school shooting, killing 31 students, staff, and faculty before the shooter took his own life.
How can we say that prayer works when the world continues to have these problems? Why would anyone bother to pray to a God who doesn’t seem to care?
If God can’t handle the big stuff, why should I trust him with my stuff?
There is no answer that I can give you that would satisfy these questions. In fact, no matter what anyone tells you, no one has the answer to these questions. Even the Bible is oddly silent about why God allows the innocent to suffer. The difficult reality with these questions, however, is that it still leaves us with a choice: do we continue to follow God or do we believe that God does care?
One of the realizations I’ve had is that no matter what question you have about God, no matter how troubled your faith, you still end up at this same juncture: do you choose to follow God or do you choose not to? Every situation, every question, every lesson and every moment we are faced with this question.
So why do we choose to pray? Isn’t true that God knows everything? Why, then, is it necessary to pray to him? Even if I pray it, it doesn’t guarantee that God will answer my prayer. And even if he does, it doesn’t mean I’ll like it.
I think pain is God’s way of telling us he exists. If you think about it, it really makes a lot of sense. One of the greatest questions that have been asked after all tragic events is, "Where was God? Why did he allow it to happen?" And I think it’s because of this that he allows events like 9/11, mortgage crisis, and child abuse happen. That answer sounds trite. Let me try again.
When events happen that are beyond our understanding, one is only left asking if there is a larger power. C.S. Lewis said that it is our idea of justice that screams of a higher being. The very fact that we have a notion of what is fair and what is not fair must lead to the conclusion that a savor is needed. So why pray?
Perhaps we should pray because we’re supposed to. Or perhaps if everyone prayed, things like Katrina wouldn’t happen. I think these answers are too legalistic.
I think we pray because, well, quite simply, we need someone to talk to. If you go outside the notion that God is this unapproachable king, ruler of the universe that doesn’t want anything to do with his subjects, you realize that he is a person. A person who wants to love and a person who wants to know you. You can’t expect to be friends with your wife or husband if you don’t communicate, even if you know each other to the point that you already know what they are thinking. But sometimes that’s the point, isn’t it? What shows greater intimacy than knowing what your spouse is thinking in a moment? What shows more that they care?
The years are filled with destruction. It’s easy to get lost in the carnage and ask why. Perhaps the answer doesn’t lie in the event; perhaps the answer lies in our relationship with God. If we’d only know him the same way he knows us, we probably would never have to ask.