If I had unquestioning faith, I’d sluff off Ev’s death like the missionary in Peru whose wife and son died when their aircraft was mistakenly shot down as a drug plane. He forgave everyone and said that God was showing him something, so he was grateful.
Faith doesn’t amount to much until it’s tested.
This is my test, and it doesn’t feel like I’m doing very well. Yet John Donne wrote that we need to examine our religious convictions and not follow faith blindly, because when tragedy strikes, the grand and lofty ideals come apart in the face of stark reality and we’re left with nothing.
If faith is to be real, it has to be rooted in our struggles.