The void, of course, was bigger… much bigger than any political, educational, or even religious system could fill. It was a massive God-sized void never meant to be filled with anything else but Him and Him alone.
Time has a way of exposing the cracks in our filling.
It truly is a kindness, when you think of it, an invitation to quit trying to make it on our own. But there is this stubborn streak in each of us that wants to figure it all out. That wants to be in charge. That fears letting go of control. The scared, wounded child in each of us, starving for love, and affection, and protection. Somehow feeling the need to prove that he or she is worthy of love. Somehow needing to earn - even by the skin of our teeth - this right to be loved .
So when the leading communist party took charge and did away with corrupt religious institutions and their ‘god’, the move was largely welcomed by many. The useless religion – and, by association, the useless God - became obsolete, a crutch for the weak, an opiate for the masses, a pie in the sky for the old, uneducated grandmothers who didn’t know any better.
But, the boy who was now a father knew better than the old grandmas – or so he thought. He was determined to build a better world for his children. The world of abundant provision and protection, utterly different from the one he’d known. Being a hard-working man he was already well on his way of fulfilling his dreams. His college-educated daughters would have every advantage in life that the storms that battered his mountain had ripped out of his own.
Everything that he was, everything that he had, he invested, he poured into this one thing.
And now he learns that it wasn't enough.
Why? Why do you need God? We did everything… we gave… Didn’t we do… wasn’t it… enough?