Sunday Scriptures — Why Does Evil Flourish?

Isaiah 40by Sandy Kirby Quandt

In the 7th Century B.C. the prophet, Habakkuk, prophesied to Judah about the impending invasion by the Babylonians. He couldn’t understand how God allowed evil and injustice to run rampant. He especially could not understand how God could use such a wicked nation to punish his people.

Perhaps we look around at our world today and wonder the same thing.

We see oppression, violence, strife, conflict, war, hunger, murder, injustice…

Like Habakkuk, we know God hates evil. We know he is all powerful. All knowing. All compassionate. We know all that and it is that knowledge that causes us to wonder how evil is allowed to exist.

Habakkuk took his questions to God and God answered. He said the answer, the revelation, awaited an appointed time. It would certainly come. Wait for it. The righteous will live by faith, Habakkuk was told. Trust God knows what he’s doing and that his timing is perfect.

We don’t have to understand why evil flourishes. We don’t have to like it, either. But we do have to trust God is in control and always on time.

At the end of the book of Habakkuk, the prophet praised God for who he is. He acknowledged God as the powerful creator. He trembled at the destruction around him, yet vowed to wait patiently for the day when God would set things right. Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines…yet I will rejoice in the LORD…(3:17-18)

Oh, so difficult to do sometimes.

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I am Habakkuk the prophet. And this is the message that the Lord gave me.

Our Lord, how long must I beg for your help before you listen?
How long before you save us from all this violence?
Why do you make me watch such terrible injustice?
Why do you allow violence, lawlessness, crime, and cruelty
to spread everywhere? Habakkuk 1:1-3 (CEV)

I wish you well.


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Life Is Not Fair

bingby Sandy Kirby Quandt

The older I get the more I realize life is not fair. No big revelation, there. Just an observation.

As children we often expected life to be fair and were shocked to find someone else was picked for a part in the play when it should be obvious to everyone around, we were the best choice. Sometimes that same mindset follows us into adulthood. “They got the promotion over me? How is that possible?”

But have there been times when you were actually glad, after the initial irritation wore off, that you didn’t get the part in the play, or the promotion? Probably.

That’s where God’s sovereignty comes in. That’s where trusting he knows what he’s doing comes in.

Because those of us who live in America don’t have a sovereign over us, that’s what our bingrevolution was about after all, it is sometimes difficult for us to submit to God’s sovereignty. Especially when life isn’t fair.

Right now several of my friends are going through some really rough stuff. One is suffering with pain and healing doesn’t seem to be anywhere in sight. One’s kid made a bad choice that impacts the whole family adversely. One is struggling with the demands of a feeble family member and decisions that need to be made. One is caught between caring for an aged parent, adult child, and infant grandchild on her own.

bingLife doesn’t seem fair. Yet, none of these friends are wallowing around in self pity. None of them are accusing God of not doing things right. None of them are complaining.

What each of them is doing is hanging onto the truth. God is sovereign. He is good. He is faithful. He loves them and will never forsake them.

Even when the world is shaking around them.

If your life seems unfair right about now, hold onto truth. God is still good. He still loves you. He is still sovereign over us.

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The Lord says: “My thoughts and my ways are not like yours.
 Just as the heavens are higher than the earth, my thoughts and my ways are higher than yours. Isaiah 55:8-9 (CEV)

I wish you well.


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Take a Trip…Get Sick

By Sandy Kirby Quandt

What is it with me and going on trips? Seems lately, I leave the house relatively healthy. Return with some infirmary.

Fly to Florida…come home with severe tonsillitis.

Drive to Georgia…break my hip on the way.

Go to Colorado…return with pockets of air trapped in my lungs, bronchial/sinus infection, fever, dreadful cough, and the flu. In May? After receiving the flu shot in October? Oy, vey.

As I write this I have a 101.8 fever, which for me with my wacky body, means it is 102.8 for a normal person. And I’m on antibiotics!


Sometimes things just do not seem to go as planned.

Joseph checked up on his brothers one day, and they sold him into slavery.

David took some food to his brothers, and ended up separating Goliath’s head from his shoulders.

Paul went on missionary trips, and ended up shipwrecked, imprisoned, stoned, and left for dead.

Talk about plans going awry.

We land our dream job, only to lose it when the company downsizes.

We marry believing it is for life, only to be separated from our spouse either through death or divorce.

We become pregnant, but the birth does not go full-term.

Or our child has disabilities.

Or they rebel and end up in a jail cell.

Or makes unwise choices that end in death at their own hand or the hand of others.

Or whatever it is we placed our hopes, dreams, security, in, falls through and disappoints.

When Pilot and I were in Estes Park, Colorado in 2012, we noticed the evergreen trees that lined the mountains were brown and dying. Not long after, a devastating fire broke out.

In 2013, the area surrounding Estes Park suffered through floods. The clean-up and re-building is still being dealt with.

In Allenspark, not far from Estes, there is a retreat. Saint Malo. Although the land around the chapel has washed away, the chapel still stands. Why? Because it was built on solid rock.

Jesus tells us to build our lives on him. The Solid Rock. Because all other ground is sinking sand.

Plans changed? Ground shifting beneath our feet? Unexpected events in our lives? What to do? Hold onto the anchor. Build on the Solid Rock. Jesus.

What are your thoughts on the subject?

Anyone who hears and obeys these teachings of mine is like a wise person who built a house on solid rock. Rain poured down, rivers flooded, and winds beat against that house. But it did not fall, because it was built on solid rock. Matthew 7:24-25 (CEV)

I wish you well.


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