Where is God When it Hurts?
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Philip Yancey's updating of his modern classic answers questions about how to come to terms with the tough times in your life.
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- Amazon Sales Rank: #28399 in Books
- Published on: 1997-03-01
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 320 pages
Editorial Reviews
From the Back Cover
Winner of the Gold Medallion Award and an inspirational best-seller for over twenty years, Where is God When it Hurts? Has been revised and updated by the author to explore the many important issues that have arisen during that time. Sensitive and caring, this unique book discusses pain--physical, emotional, and spiritual--and helps us understand why we suffer from it and how to cope with our own and that of others. Using examples from the Bible as well as the author's personal experiences, this expanded edition speaks to everyone for whom life sometimes doesn't make sense. Philip Yancey can help us discover how to reach out to someone in pain even when we don't know what to say. It shows us how we can learn to accept without blame, anger, or fear that which we cannot understand.
About the Author
Philip Yancey serves as editor-at-large for Christianity Today magazine. He has written twelve Gold Medallion Award-winning books, including "Where is God when it Hurts", "Disappointment with God", and "The Gift of Pain. His books "The Jesus I Never Knew" and "What’s So Amazing About Grace?" were also awarded the Christian Book of the Year. He is also the author of "The Bible Jesus Read".
Where Is God When It Hurts?
A Problem That Won’t Go Away
Meanwhile, where is God? This is one of the most disquieting sym-toms. When you are happy, so happy that you have no sense of needing Him, if you turn to Him then with praise, you will be welcomed with open arms. But go to Him when your need is desperate, when all other help is vain and what do you find? A door slammed in your face, and a sound of bolting and double bolting on the inside. After that, silence. You may as well turn away.
C. S. LEWIS
A Grief Observed
I FEEL HELPLESS AROUND people in great pain. Helpless, and also guilty. I stand beside them, watching facial features contort and listening to the sighs and moans, deeply aware of the huge gulf between us. I cannot penetrate their suffering, I can only watch. Whatever I attempt to say seems weak and stiff, as if I’d memorized the lines for a school play.
One day I received a frantic plea for help from my close friends John and Claudia Claxton. Newlyweds in their early twenties, they were just beginning life together in the Midwest. I had watched in amazement as the experience of romantic love utterly transformed John Claxton. Two years of engagement to Claudia had melted his cynicism and softened his hard edges. He became an optimist, and now his letters to me were usually bubbly with enthusiasm about his young marriage.
But one letter from John alarmed me as soon as I opened it. Errors and scratches marred his usually neat handwriting. He explained, "Excuse my writing . . . I guess it shows how I’m fumbling for words. I don’t know what to say." The Claxtons’ young marriage had run into a roadblock far bigger than both of them. Claudia had been diagnosed with Hodgkin’s disease, cancer of the lymph glands, and was given only a fifty percent chance to live.
Within a week surgeons had cut her from armpit to belly, removing every visible trace of the disease. She was left stunned and weak, lying in a hospital bed.
At the time, ironically, John was working as a chaplain’s assistant in a local hospital. His compassion for other patients dipped dangerously. "In some ways," he told me, "I could understand better what other patients were undergoing. But I didn’t care any more. I only cared about Claudia. I wanted to yell at them, ‘Stop that sniveling, you idiots! You think you’ve got problems—my wife may be dying right now!’"
Though both John and Claudia were strong Christians, an unexpected anger against God surged up—anger against a beloved partner who had betrayed them. "God, why us?" they cried. "Have you teasingly doled out one happy year of marriage to set us up for this?" Cobalt treatments took their toll on Claudia’s body. Beauty fled her almost overnight. She felt and looked weary, her skin darkened, her hair fell out. Her throat was raw, and she regurgitated nearly everything she ate. Doctors had to suspend treatment for a time when her swollen throat could no longer make swallowing motions.
When the radiation treatments resumed, she was periodically laid out flat on a table, naked. She could do nothing but lie still and listen to the whir and click of the machinery as it bombarded her with invisible particles, each dose aging her body by months. As she lay in that chill steel room, Claudia would think about God and about her suffering.
Claudia’s Visitors
Claudia had hoped that Christian visitors would comfort her by bringing some perspective on what she was going through. But their voices proved confusing, not consoling. A deacon from her church solemnly advised her to reflect on what God was trying to teach her. "Surely something in your life must displease God," he said. "Somewhere, you must have stepped out of his will. These things don’t just happen. God uses circumstances to warn us, and to punish us. What is he telling you?"
A few days later Claudia was surprised to see a woman from church whom she barely knew. Evidently, this plump, scatterbrained widow had adopted the role of professional cheerleader to the sick. She brought flowers, sang hymns, and stayed long enough to read some happy psalms about brooks running and mountains clapping their hands. Whenever Claudia tried to talk about her illness or prognosis, the woman quickly changed the subject, trying to combat the suffering with cheer and goodwill. But she only visited once, and after a while the flowers faded, the hymns seemed dissonant, and Claudia was left to face a new day of pain.
Another woman dropped by, a faithful follower of television faith healers. Exuding confidence, she assured Claudia that healing was her only escape. When Claudia told her about the deacon’s advice, this woman nearly exploded. "Sickness is never God’s will!" she exclaimed. "Haven’t you read the Bible? The Devil stalks us like a roaring lion, but God will deliver you if you can muster up enough faith to believe you’ll be healed. Remember, Claudia, faith can move mountains, and that includes Hodgkin’s disease. Simply name your promise, in faith, and then claim the victory."
The next few mornings, as Claudia lay in the sterile cobalt treatment room, she tried to "muster up" faith. She wondered if she even understood the procedure. She did not question God’s supernatural power, but how to go about convincing God of her sincerity? Faith wasn’t like a muscle that could be enlarged through rehabilitation exercises. It was slippery, intangible, impossible to grasp. The whole notion of mustering up faith seemed awfully exhausting, and she could never decide what it really meant.
Customer Reviews
A need responded to.
I bought this book when my Uncle and Aunt were both diagnosed with cancer within weeks of each other. In the midst of a very confusing time it described a God that was compassionate and wise and taught me to rest in the security of knowing Him as that. It taught me not to expect safety of the body but safety of the soul. This book is easy to read but some of it's truths can be painful if you are suffering and angry - although that dosen't make them any less true!
living with pain
i read this book as a chronic pain sufferer. I found it very readable at a time when I didn't feel like reading anything.
He starts by explaining how pain as a response in the human body is actually useful. He then turns to look at what happens when the pain system doesn't function properly with a few very moving case studies. Finally he adds some very useful and practical tips for dealing with pain (either for yourself or to help others).
Along the way we learn that it wasn't part of God's original plan for his people to be in pain. There won't be any bad pain in heaven (yeah!)
This book is both practical and spiritual. Excellent for those in pain / suffering illness or those who know people who are.
God is here and yes, it hurts!
Philip Yancey tackles this topic fearlessly. As a paraplegic still coming to terms with my own paralysis I found this book very helpful. He doesn't trot out the usual platitudes and he has the courage to say that we have all said the wrong thing in the belief that we were encouraging someone.
This is a book to keep and to ponder. The research is deep. For instance he spent a year talking to a self-help group of dying people. He also gives real life examples of many people who hurt.
The book begins with a treatise on why pain is necessary and can even be regarded as good. He then goes on to talk about pain in general - both physical and emotional.
This is a book for all who are hurting and those who have to live with them. It helped my wife and I greatly.
Dave Dean (T12 Paraplegic)




