the frustrated God

Even God was ready to give up on His creation:

God saw that human evil was out of control. People thought evil, imagined evil—evil, evil, evil from morning to night. God said, “I’ll get rid of my ruined creation, make a clean sweep: people, animals, snakes and bugs, birds—the works. I’m sorry I made them.”

Does that defy His character? I’ve never heard a sermon abut the spirituality of frustration, nor do I have the answer. Every artist has experienced it –the urge to rip up the canvas, throw away the film, smash the sculpture. Even God wrestled with it. It’s somehow encouraging and yet simultaneously discouraging to think of that. I feel frustrated often, but I certainly don’t feel closer to God during those times.

I picture God as an artist stepping back from His canvas. A sigh of frustration muffles through the air, and He shakes His head slowly. “It was supposed to be so much better than this…”

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