Darkness Into Light

September 1998

Musings

In 1998, the mother of my good friend, Wendy, was diagnosed with cancer. We prayed that she might be healed, and the answer we received was her death. It was not the answer that I expected or wanted. Why does a good God allow evil and disease to take a foothold in the world? I suppose that the only answer that makes sense to me is the cross. The cross is the center of both suffering and hope -- hope that there in the very midst of the anguish of tragedy, there is a loving God who redeems through the great scandal of Christ.