Challenging the "God is a sadist" idea
But a passage in the book applies particularly to our current topic - trusting God. Williams wrestles throughout his book with "the idea of God as Crazy Boy" - a concept of God that would give Williams cystic fibrosis, which Williams saw as a failure of creation - to have been created broken (hence the sub-title of the book). He struggled with the idea that God had somehow given him both C.F. and faith in a God who could heal brokenness, but who somehow wasn't going to give him quite enough faith to actually be healed of his particular brokenness. For someone like me - who has struggled for years with the idea of homosexuality as brokenness that I seemed to have been created with, but which God would not heal or resolve - it was easy to identify with Williams' struggles.
A major theme in the book is theodicy - how the existence of a good or benevolent God can be reconciled with the existence of evil. And a turning point in the book is this story of an encounter between his wife, Martha, and one of her real-life elementary-school-aged Sunday school students.
Martha Williams had built a powerful relationship with her students - they felt safe and loved in her presence, and they worked hard...and they developed a very special rapport with Martha. That trust, and that love, are probably why this piece of truth got spoken.
These words belong to Bill Williams - and yet they are also mine:
One Sunday, Martha asked her kids what they thought about God. They did what kids usually do when you ask an open-ended question. They rolled their eyes and looked dumb. It always takes some work to get the water flowing.
"Well," she said, going for the most basic thing she could think of, "is he good, bad, or what?"
One of them - we'll call him Timothy - looked at her and said something a lot of Sunday school teachers will never hear, because they are not Martha.
"Well," Timothy said, "God killed his son."
Shut your ears, Timothy! You're listening too well. That fig tree won't bear you any fruit, Tim. You just hold on to the notion that God is good, not evil, and that loving you doesn't mean he wants to kill you. If you let that filth in, you'll spend the rest of your life trying to scrape it off. When they start to bleat their poison in the big room, you just plug your ears and chant with me: God is good. God is good. God is good. That will be our measuring stick, you and me. If anything doesn't measure up to that, you'll know it's broken.
This is your basic wiring, child. You won't be able to bulk-erase it later - take it from me, I've tried and tried. Tim, you just stay away from that piece of hate and don't ever let it touch your heart or you'll end up as crippled as I am can't you see the way I've struggled and I'm still being dragged down to hell....
Don't believe that God is the Devil, no matter what your church says.
God is good
God is good
God is good
God is good
God is good
God is good...
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"We can refuse to believe that the God whose love we experience daily can be sadistic." (McNeill, TACOG, p. 79)
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I'm chanting right with you, Bill.