When Life Doesn't Make Sense

I came home from work, grabbed my Bible, journal and a book and headed to the park to sit by the lake and.... listen. I felt like I should pray but didn't know where to start and felt more compelled to just sit still and listen and write. Whoever coined the phrase "When it rains it pours" hit the nail on the head. It seems that it sometimes works that way. And right now it's not so much my life as the lives of those around me that seems to be crashing in and God doesn't make sense. And what do you say?! I for one am not a fan of the "Sunday school answers" because sometimes "God is in control" isn't always the most comforting thing to hear, however true it is. Sometimes I have to ask "Why?". And sometimes I have to express my frustrations with God. He's God, and He's big enough to handle our frustrations and anger. And even though His plans are sometimes hard to see and figure out, I don't think that He sits in Heaven trying to hide things from us and play games. He wants to share with us but in our human minds and limited visibility, we aren't going to understand some things this side of heaven. That's just a cold, hard fact. Today was a day that I couldn't find anything in the Bible that expressed how I felt except for the book of Job. God allowed Job to ask and be upset. And when he was all done, God spoke. And though I'm sure Job still had many questions, that was enough. So... ask questions, scream at the top of your lungs, cry until you can't anymore and then when you've shared all your frustration with Him, allow Him to wrap His love around you like a hug and listen.