Last Friday, I was gearing up for a three day weekend.  Life was normal.  Then we got a call from our automated church “prayer chain.”  A friend had died.

Now, I can’t say he was a close friend.  We didn’t get together and hang out.  It was more like we saw him at church and said hi.  But whatever the degree of relationship we had, he was a friend all the same.

And we worked with his kids a lot at church.  Yes, his kids.  He has four under the age of eight.  The death of this friend was one of those that makes you look at God and cry, “WHY?!”


His name was Shane Little, and his life has been one of the biggest blessings to our church.  Three years ago, he first came across on our church prayer chain.  He was police officer, a member of the SWAT team.  He was young and strong.  And suddenly he came down with a rare disease.  Three years ago, we were praying for God to spare his life.  And God did.  But He took his sight.  At that time he had three children, one they had adopted just a week before his illness.


Unfair?  Definitely.  Life…GOD is unfair.

And then last week, they were vacationing in Missouri with family and friends.  Shane went hiking with a friend, lost his footing and fell thirty – forty feet.

It has shaken our church…and his family.

Shaken but not destroyed.

God is still God.  And even though we look at God and say, “I don’t like what You’re doing.  I don’t understand.  I don’t approve.  I think You’re cruel,” we know there’s a purpose.

Is this blind, stupid faith in a Being that may or may not exist, or if He does exist, care about what happens to us?  Some may think so.  But looking around me at those who wept in the Sunday morning service, I don’t see a lot of stupid people.  I see doctors and engineers and hardworking men and women.  I see former alcoholics and porn addicts and drug addicts.  I see people, just normal people with problems with one difference…they have a CERTAIN Hope for the future.  It’s not a “I hope so” kind of hope.  It’s a “I have hope from knowing what will happen, therefore I need not despair.”  It’s a “I don’t have to worry about being ‘good enough’ or screwing up at the end…or the beginning.”  It’s a “I’m secure about heaven, not scared about hell” kind of hope.

Do we still sometimes shake our fist at God and say “You’re not fair!”?  Yes.  We’re “born again” Christians, not saints.  But, really, how fair is this?


I don’t understand why.  I’m sure Shane’s wife and kids and family don’t understand why.  But I know that through this, Shane’s testimony for Christ has spread far and wide.  And if even one person comes to trust Christ as their One and Only true hope for the future, then Shane would say, “It was worth it.”

If you would like to know more about the One and Only True way to heaven (and I say that lovingly and not judgmentally) then go to John MacArthur’s explanation HERE.

(click HERE to listen)

Still my soul be still
And do not fear
Though winds of change may rage tomorrow
God is at your side
No longer dread
The fires of unexpected sorrow

God You are my God
And I will trust in You and not be shaken
Lord of peace renew
A steadfast spirit within me
To rest in You alone

Still my soul be still
Do not be moved
By lesser lights and fleeting shadows
Hold onto His ways
With shield of faith
Against temptations flaming arrows

Still my soul be still
Do not forsake
The Truth you learned in the beginning
Wait upon the Lord
And hope will rise As stars appear when day is dimming