Jehova-raphe: The Lord who Heals
When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I used to question God's existence by pointing to all the "bad" situations in the world. "How could God allow... ?" "What good comes from... ?" Fill in your blank. It was extremely difficult for me to believe in a loving caring God who would permit any harm to come to his children. To me. And it made me bitter. Much like the Israelites when they escaped Egypt. The story in Exodus plays out--God wants Pharaoh to allow the Israelites to leave and go to "the promised land." Pharaoh is stubborn and refuses (he doesn´t want to lose his labor force), so God sent ten plagues (pretty nasty stuff too) to help him change his mind. When the Israelites left, God parted the Red Sea so they could cross on dry land. They watched God perform Miracle after miracle. They were singing and dancing and all out praising God for His deliverance... Who is like you among t