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May 13, 2020

Trusting God Even When It Hurts

The sun was shining, the sky was clear and it was my day to learn how to ride a bike! At the age of six, this was no small feat, but I was ready to dive right in. When learning to ride a bike, there is always a 50% chance of victory and 50% chance of disaster. With this thought, both excitement and dread hit me. Excitement with the possibility of a brighter future with no training wheels but also dread with the possibility of a fall that would ultimately leave me with a bloody knee and scab for the next week.

Knowing how degrading it is to wear training wheels, I was willing to take that risk. I could learn how to ride without any difficulty, just hop on the bike and start peddling with my dad right behind me holding me up. When I was ready, he would let go and I would be off on to a victorious new journey of riding a two-wheeler. However, sometimes (most of the time) you need to get a few bumps and bruises in order to have that victory moment.

I started peddling and holding on to the handlebars tightly. I had been waiting my whole life… all six years of them, for this one moment. My dad was right behind me holding on to the seat, just in case I needed a little assistance when transitioning into manual drive. With my mom videoing the momentous occasion I remember peddling out from under my dad’s trusty grip and riding on my own. As you can imagine, I was pretty pumped about this experience. I mean I was really going places in life. Everything was going great… until it wasn’t.

All of a sudden, the newly found confidence I had in my skills crashed right along with me and my bike. Lying on the ground like a wounded soldier after battle, I waited for my parents to come and pick me up. I was hurt, scared, and traumatized from the experience, obviously not ready to hop back on that bike and try again.

Finally getting off of the ground, I did the most logical thing any brave six-year-old would do… I cried. Tears streaming down my face I couldn’t help but feel like it was my dad’s fault. I mean, “I was just trying to learn how to ride my bike, doing fine, and dad just let go of my seat without even thinking about the pain I might go through. How could dad let this happen?” My once bright future was now sobering, and I learned that riding a bike was going to be a little harder than I expected.

Okay, so why the long sob story? Well, when I thought of this experience, I saw how applicable it is for life today. When learning to ride a bike, there is excitement of what is to come. We hop on to our bike of life, ready to see where God is going to take us. We start riding along, knowing in the back of our mind that God is right behind… just in case we need Him. Everything is going great and we’re riding smoothly. However, an imperfect world leads to imperfect experiences and unfortunately there are going to be some bumps in the road. Suddenly that bike ride that was going pretty great dumps you on the ground, leaving you hurt, broken and scared.

At moments like this, it is so easy to say, “I was just going through life, doing fine, and God just let go of me without even thinking about the pain I might go through. How could God let this happen?” It seems like you trusted God and He let you down. Blaming God seems like the most logical thing to do at the moment. It feels like God left you alone in life and now you never want to trust Him again.

But what if I said that to my dad when he let go of my bike? What if I told him that it was all his fault that I fell off and got hurt? That would be completely unfair. Just because my dad let go of the seat to help me learn how to ride my bike, does not mean he wanted me to fall and feel pain. He didn’t cause it to happen, but he was there through it all. He was there when I made small wrong turn and came crashing to the ground, and he was there when I started to ride my bike victoriously.

The truth is, just like I could not blame my dad for what happened on that bike, I can’t blame God for all the sorrows and pain I experience. God knows our pain, He sees our tears, and He understands our sorrow. Because of our sin, this world is imperfect and because of that imperfection pain exists. But God uses the imperfection of this world to bring about a good purpose.

After all Christ Himself suffered, bled and died under the imperfection of this earth. He understands the pain that any human can bear. Jesus did not suffer because of anything that He had done. He did it because He knew that through His brokenness and pain, goodness, happiness and life would come from it. Sometimes the pain and brokenness people experience are just the beginning of a good plan that God uses to bring strength and completion.

After I fell off of my bike I was hurt, I was in pain and I did cry. But my dad didn’t leave me on the ground alone. I knew that he would come, put his arm around me and hold me. When we hit those bumps on the road of life and we experience the suffering that this imperfect world brings, it is important to remember that God does not just leave us there broken and hurting.  In Deuteronomy 31:8 it says, “do not be afraid or discouraged, for the LORD will personally go ahead of you. He will be with you; he will neither fail you nor abandon you.” Through all the suffering God is there. He doesn’t just leave us alone in this broken world. He sees our pain, hears our cries, feels our hurt and understands our sorrows. Through it all, God is there.

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-Abigail Forton ‘22