I was reading an interesting article on Denison Forum by Jay Richardson, who pastors Highland Colony Baptist Church in Ridgeland, MS.
He was asked to counsel a Christian woman who was struggling spiritually.
The woman admitted that her spiritual life was tanking, and she hadn’t prayed for months.
After talking to her, Richardson realized the woman was angry at God.
When he brought up that possibility, she immediately denied it, but Richardson kept pressing the issue.
Finally, the woman admitted her anger.
And Richardson gave her some advice. She needed to tell God in prayer, that she was angry at Him, respectfully of course.
God already knew she was angry. But thinking is not praying. She needed to tell God how she was honestly feeling.
She took Richardson’s advice and a few weeks, later, while at a restaurant, the wife’s husband approached Richardson and thanked him for giving him his wife back.
We need to start getting honest with God in our prayers. God wants us to start having conversations with him and telling Him exactly how we are feeling.
In a recent podcast, I discussed how need to start praying as a child of God:
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I was also angry at God, and I want to share my journey.
I had probably been a Christian for about a year, and I felt that God wanted me to go to Bible college.
But during that time, I struggled with major anger issues with God.
There was a field near my dorm and I would go out there to pray and there were days my anger just exploded. I would shake my fist towards heaven, and scream the words:
“I hate God, because He first hated me.”
It was a twisted perversion of 1 John 4:19.
I felt God hated me, and I bitterly hated God back.
Though we can become a Christian at the moment we believe in Jesus, coming to know God as our loving heavenly Father can be a lifelong journey.
And for some of us, that journey to a healthy relationship with God, goes through our parents.
My dad was very athletic, but I somehow missed those genes, and this was a constant source of friction between me and my dad, as I had no interest in sports.
One day, as a young boy, I overheard my mom say to a neighbor that I wasn’t the son that my dad wanted.
I was convinced my dad didn’t love me, and as time went on, those feelings festered and grew until I was convinced my dad hated me. It was a lie, but I believed this.
The day I became a Christian, all those emotions were transferred to God.
And this is not to be unexpected.
We are told, in Genesis 1:26, that God created man in the image of God. That Hebrew word for image, (tselem), is used throughout the Bible to refer to idols or, as the King James Version quaintly called them, ‘Graven images” (Exodus 20:4).
People were to be the idols of God, not something made of stone or wood.
But why were people to be the idols of God?
I believe it was intended for the children, who would gain an understanding of what God was like by interacting with their parents. This would be a natural transition into their own personal relationship with their Heavenly Father.
But then sin came into this world and this perfect idol, was horribly scarred and with it a child’s perception of God.
So my journey into a proper understanding of God as my Heavenly Father, had to go through my parents.
The Holy Spirit began speaking to me about needing to forgive my father. And it was a process, involving several years, of forgiving and forgiving again.
As I did this, my anger and bitterness slowly began to subside. My relationship with my earthly father began to improve, and God allowed me the privilege of leading him to Jesus before he died.
And most importantly, I slowly began to realize that God was my Heavenly Father, Who loved me.
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