“Life is Good”–at least according to my hat.
Is it really?
It’s a marketing slogan, but is it really true? Is life really good? C’est vrai?
I’m sure that whoever wrote that never visited Tchad. I’ve wondered if they really knew what life was when they wrote it. Suffering and pain and death are all around us. How can one blithely say that life is good? Life isn’t good. Life is suffering, misery, pain and death. Life is a burden.
C’est la vie–such is life.
Whoever said that life is good must have never experienced the depth of emotional pain the human heart is capable of. Does the woman whose husband paid a huge dowry for a second, younger, prettier wife think that life is good? Do the women in the local jail whose husbands pay the guards to beat them think life is good? What about the father whose baby son died? How can life be good?
Of course, the easy, trite, and true answer is that one day God will put an end to suffering and death.
“Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” –Rev 21:3,4
That is a truly amazing promise, and I am eagerly looking forward to that wonderful day. But what about life here and now? How can it be good in the face of the horrendous evil in the world?
Today I had the awesome, incredible privilege to scrub in on a C-section. As I helped Dr. Danae pull out a new life I was struck by the beauty of life. In the midst of the bloody, messy procedure, a brand new baby boy was born. True, he lives in a messed-up, horrible, evil world. Not only that, but he lives in one of the most dangerous places to be a baby. But despite all that, he has been given some of the most phenomenal gifts in the universe. He has an amazingly engineered mind and the beautiful gift of freedom of choice.
This baby boy has the freedom to love, the freedom to give, the freedom to live for others. He has the freedom to choose to live his life for God. That is beautiful.
We live in a messy, bloody world, true. Is life good? I don’t know. But I do know a God who can pull beautiful new life out of messy, bloody worlds. And yeah, I think that life–it’s good. C’est une bonne vie.