"Love God, sometimes I hate him! " ~ Martin Luther
“Father, you'd have more friends if you treated the ones you've got better.” ~ Mother Teresa.
"For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out. For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I keep on doing." ~ Paul
"Then he began to curse violently. 'I don't know the man!' he swore solemnly." Peter regarding Jesus.
Why, O LORD, do you stand far off?
Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me,
so far from the words of my groaning?
I say to God my Rock,
"Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?"
Awake, O Lord! Why do you sleep?
Rouse yourself! Do not reject us forever.
Why do you hide your face
and forget our misery and oppression?
Why have you rejected us forever, O God?
Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?
I read an article circulating online about Christian music and the inherent lack of sincerity in the airwaves that it creates. It reminds me of a similar thing that circulates in Christianity itself. One of them is that Christians don't get upset, angry, bitter, disappointed, frustrated, hurt (you get the point) with God Himself. I think that this is generally perpetuated by the idea that being a Christian means that YOU have made the decision to play for the good team. Somehow being a Christian involves MY choice to desire to be a better person...I guess because I am so good to start with that I ended up choosing God out of the goodness of my heart. But I don't think it works that way.
And even after years of "being on God's team"...I think I relate more to the above quotes than to your typical "in love with God" Christian sentiments. I definitely feel that being a Christian is because of God's grace and mercy to me...a stubborn, self-centered being who is still a work in progress. And I'm in good company when it comes to being the weak and needy one in the God/Me dynamic. When you think about how we all relate to each other...are any of us any different really?