Where was God?

This is from a dear sweet man from Fort Davis.   Love, Tammy

Sent: Saturday, September 15, 2001 12:41 PM
Subject: Where Was God?

I used to teach Army ROTC at Loyola in Baltimore, a Jesuit school, during
the early 70's. And I received the following from one of the Catholic
Sister's there today.   She was a Professor of Theology at Loyola when I
was
there.   She now heads up a very large Hospice facility in Baltimore.

Tom Hobby

WHERE WAS GOD?

   "I know you're mad at Me right now. That's alright. People have been
   mad at Me before and will be again. Being mad is part of being human.
   My Son got mad, too. It's alright to be mad sometimes at injustice,
   for example, or the lack of charity."

   "You probably think I am unjust and uncharitable when an airplane goes
   down like that. All those people lost. The children gone. It
   doesn't seem right; it can't be loving. You ask, 'Where was God?' Why
   did He allow that to happen?"

   "I allow it to happen because I allow you freedom. I could have left
   you on a string and made you dance all day without getting tired. I
   could have moved your mouth for you and made you sing all night
   without growing hoarse. I could have pulled a wire that would have let
   you soar skyward and never fall."

   "I could have, but I didn't because I love you so much. I want you to
   be free to decide when to dance and sing. Free to determine when you
   will come to Me in faith and hope. Because you are free, some of you
   choose not to dance or sing. Some of you select hatred over love,
   revenge over forgiveness, bombs over a helping hand. As you choose, I
   watch. I do not disappear. I listen to both the songs and the bombs.
   AND I REMEMBER."

   "Where was God?" you wonder...I was there. I whispered in the ear of
   a little girl, 'Don't be afraid, I am with you.' I held the hand of a
   business woman as tightly as she clutched mine. I cradled a pilot
   against my shoulder as if he were a baby again."

   "Amid the paralyzing fear, I was there, as I was there with my Son in
   the garden. Amid the unbearable pain, I was there, as I was with Him
   as He was whipped. Amid the terrible realization that life was ending
   too soon, I was there, with Him as He hung on the cross and asked,
   like you, "My God, why have you forsaken Me?"

   "I had not forsaken Him. I did not forsake them. I was there as they
   fell, and as they rose to eternal joy. I listened to their anger,
   answered their questions and showed them why they had been created.
   Not to end that way, but to live with Me forever."

   "In an instant, they came into existence. As you did. In an instant,
   they left this world. As you will. But beyond that last instant, I
   kept my promise...A little girl dances, a business woman sings, and a
   pilot keeps his wings forever."

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