Has God Forgotten Texas?

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Joel Osteen was in the news this week over media outrage that the country’s largest church had not been immediately opened to flood victims. The man famous for promises that God showers the righteous with blessings was drowning in calls to explain what the church would do when the rain falls on the just and the unjust. It was the great American theodicy all over again: what happens when no amount of bootstrapping or hard work or #blessed prayers keep the flood from your doorstep? What happens when you can no longer bear to repeat the well-worn phrase that everything happens for a reason?

Support for those who are suffering the effects of this flood will have to begin where these theologies cannot. A frank admission– it will not be enough.

We will never be able to restore every family to their home, every community business, or, God forbid, every empty seat around the dinner table ripped away by the waters.

I saw a news post about a Houston pastor who risked his own safety to manually check every stranded car along a freeway section for trapped passengers. No one was to be left behind.

In tragedy, Christians unfailingly ask, “Where is God in my suffering?” God, make yourself known, for I cannot see through the murky waters drowning me, send me a rope, a boat. Do not forget your child.

Psalm 139 often spoke to me during my cancer treatment. It reminds us that we are all wonderfully and fearfully made with ridiculous specificity by God. The Psalmist knew our bodies, woven together in the depths of the earth, were to carry both devastation and joy.

Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?

The Psalmist sings into the deep antiquity of God’s proximity. We have always wondered if we can be forgotten by God, if we can stray so far into darkness that even God cannot see and hold us. We have always belonged to a community of strugglers and doubters who wonder whether God knows our suffering or even cares.

Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me, but even the darkness will not be dark to you.

What I have learned in the course of these two years is this: I can live in the space of not knowing why this horrible thing is happening to me, and still know I am held somehow loved by God. All the charity in the world cannot, and will not, restore the lives of people affected by Harvey. So few things can ever be made whole by the well-meaning of others.

As my Duke Divinity colleague, Dr. Ellen Davis, writes in her book Getting Involved with God, the psalms have language for moments like these. She writes, “It seems that Israel believed that the kind of prayer in which we need the most fluency is the loud groan,” and “sometimes the only act of faith that is possible – for those who suffer… is to name our desolation before God.”

No one needs to protect God from the truth: it will not be enough. Tragedy has come home. But somewhere in the midst is a promise. We are not forgotten.


Here’s how you can help those picking up the pieces of their lives after Harvey: Donate to United Methodist Disaster Relief Fund where 100% of donations go directly to their relief work.

21 Responses

  1. Thank you for this profound word of comfort and hope amid loss, uncertainty, and persistent threat.

  2. Kate, thank you! As usual, your words inspire! And I do love the revamped website. Love your pic!

  3. Laurie Hays Coffman

    I’m so grateful your writing still reaches this desperate world with me in it. Bless you!

  4. Thanks for this lovely (as always) reflection, Kate, and for suggesting gifts to UMCOR.

  5. Beautifully expressed.

  6. I am deeply grateful for you, and for your wisdom. I look forward to reading “Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I Have Loved” when it is published.

  7. Kate, your embrace of the darkness is profound. You seem to have reached a point of view similar to Richard Rohr’s (cac.org). His Franciscan view of the Incarnation carries the implication that descent into nothingness is required to find our true selves.

  8. This resonates deeply within my soul. And put together with another reading I did today, I will “trust in the slow work of God.”

  9. Thanks Kate for writing this encouraging and comforting article.
    I will be forwarding this article to my friends in Texas.

    • Thanks, mom. And dad right below. How cute are you guys that you both commented. 🙂

  10. Excellent piece. Had you written this 2 weeks earlier I could have quoted you in my sermon!

  11. I’m sure God hasn’t forgotten Texas – or Florida for that matter. Somebody just put them in the wrong place!

    (From the currently rather smokey Juan de Fuca subduction zone.)

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