This week I have been reading the penitential Psalms. These are Psalms that confess sin. The Psalmists attribute hardship to God’s punishment for sins. In the case of Psalm 38, it’s physical ailments. I don’t know what to do with Psalms like this that draw straight line correlations between sin and catastrophe. I believe in biblical authority, but I do not believe that God sends disasters in order to punish.
As I write this, the Coastal area of Texas has experienced the worst flooding ever. Lives have been disrupted and lost. A small number of people have used social media to claim that this is punishment for everything from Texas voting for Trump to same-sex marriages. I hear things like that and think, surely there is an even greater punishment for making loathsome statements while people are just trying to survive.
The Psalmist said “I” not “you.” The Psalmist interpreted their own experience. Trying to interpret someone else’s is usually where we make serious mistakes. In this life we can waste all our time on the unholy quest for the blame grail. It’s an illusive quest with a treasureless destination. We can point fingers at who did or did not do the right thing in response. Or we can acknowledge that there’s blame to go around and that none of us know how to respond. We can affirm, like the Psalmist, that our only ultimate hope comes from God.