I was very stirred this past Sunday. So many of you offered moving testimony to the questions of your hearts as we argued with God, put God on trial. We called it a form of prayer and resistance to the often pat answers of religiosity. We talked about the occasions when the only form of prayer left on our hearts, upon our lips, is a questioning, a reckoning, a “putting God in the dock” so we might possibly move to a place of wordless, simple presence such as “corn growing and rain falling” (Etty Hillesum). We may open to the Presence we are strangely acknowledging with our questions, often in spite of ourselves. Shaking a fist is still a form of prayer. Here are your court summons and prosecuting questions shared on slips in worship:
*Being you know humans make self-destructive decisions about the planet and themselves, couldn’t you put a stop to this?
*Why guns in our schools?!
*Presuming your grace is sufficient for all our needs.
*Men and women who feel they have a right to limit a woman’s choice and those who support voter suppression.
*I understand the many reasons you cannot intervene but is it too much to ask for us to see or hear (or both) your weeping with us?
*What are you going to do for me, God?
*Giving men the ability to create Viagra.
*Letting bombs fall on a hospital of Doctors Without Borders.
*Allowing such atrocities to be committed in your name. Why have you allowed the Crusades, the Spanish Inquisition, the Doctrine of Discovery, the Salem Witch Trials, the Taliban, September 11th bombings, and on and on and on…
*If God is good, a benevolent God, why is there suffering and evil in the world?
*How can you justify bad things happening to good people through no fault of their own?
*Why did you let the millions of Jews be executed?
*Alzheimer’s, God, why?
*Allowing the cruelty and suffering of billions of animals.
*Falling out of love for those who are closest to us.
*Allowing humans to make such destructive decisions.
*Leaving your phone off the hook when I most need to reach you.