The Wrong Baby

I was mad at GOD this past week. Close friends of my wife and I experienced the sudden loss of their 10 week old son as he died in his sleep from SIDS. Without warning their precious child (Luke) slipped into the arms of Jesus.

As my wife and I spent two days were with our friends we were swallowed in sorrow. Sorrow that was indescribable. Pain that made us sick.

I asked GOD why He would take this child.
Luke Sponberg was born into a home with two parents who love Jesus, love God’s Word and they live a life that consistently reflects their faith. I asked GOD why He didn’t take the baby born to a prostitute-crack addict mother … and whose father is a user and a dealer and spends time in and out of jail. GOD, why not take this poor child and place him in your Kingdom … and leave Luke to grow up in Christian home ? For answers I turned to the Bible.

I am not supposed to know GOD’s sovereign plan. He works all things for His good purpose and He doesn’t need my opinion or approval. My job … as a Christ-follower … is to TRUST Him, LOVE Him, OBEY Him, and TELL others about His Son JESUS. Easy to say and write in an email … BUT very tough to live it out when our world caves in.

“The secret things belong to the Lord our God, but the things revealed belong to us and to our children forever, that we may follow all the words of His law.”
Deuteronomy 29: 29

I needed the God of all comfort this week … and I found Him in 2 Corinthians 1: 3-11.