Yesterday, I had a brief time to discuss the "why" of the existence of evil in our world. This is what I know:
God hates evil. Hates it. If someone doesn't believe that, they have no real understanding of the cross.
God, through the Spirit's power, declared to me my sin, iniquity, and
transgression--the evil in my life. In doing so, He brought me to
repentance and salvation. I understood that I had absolutely no chance
of saving myself. I needed a sinless Savior.
God,
through the Spirit's power, convicts me now of the evil--sin, iniquity,
and transgressions in my life that I might confess that evil and thus
be able to walk in fellowship with Him. And with other believers. I
could never love those God has put into my life without the daily
cleansing of confession.
And I think of Joseph. Betrayed, sold into
slavery. And with tears in His eyes--telling his brothers. Yes, you
meant it for evil, but God meant it for good. Tears? They still didn't
understand the planning of a loving God.
Only an infinitely good and all powerful God can take the worse evil
that mankind can devise and turn it into good. Good in the present
tense, and good in the eternal future.
And how often does He do
that for His children? All things work together for the good of those
who are the called according to His purpose--His plan.
All things.