What if there was no God...

Psalm 139: 16

Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written every one of
them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

Purpose. How and why did we become who we are? One could, as many do,
just assume that all is random chance, that we were somehow related to something
that crawled out of the slime and muck eons ago by mistake; then mutated or
evolved into cogent human beings. It certainly is a stretch, isn't it? Some
see that as much more plausible than a creator God who formed us, each one,
by Himself with perfect and complete knowledge of who we were and what
our lives would look like from day one to the final breath. We are surely
here for a purpose, either of our own direction or in God's plan for us as a part
of the whole. 

What, then , do we do with suffering? Pain? Sadness? Death? Just results
of random chance, forks in the road that we have chosen at random? Karma?
What do we do with the observation that some lives seem so different from
others? If we cannot lean into a God who loves us and cares about us when
things turn for the worse, we are left alone. If we cannot trust that there is
a reason for what occurs, a plan for us both here and after we die, then
all seems pointless and rather bleak. Nihilistic would be the word to
describe anyone who sees no plan, no purpose, no ending but lack of
existence. 

The old saying is that we come into the world naked and alone and leave
in a similar way. I choose to believe that before even time began we were
foreknown by a God who has a purpose for our lives. He is not ambivalent,
not unaware, not uncaring, not withdrawn; He is there in your heart, He
has called you and you are His. It is a wonderful place to be even in the worst
of times. He knows you because He formed you from the beginning to
be His child.

Praise our God!