November 8, 2017
We were discussing about earthquakes in class so naturally, I showed a documentary to my students. As the geologist narrated about the most destructive earthquakes the world has ever faced, one of my students mumbled to himself, “So where is God in all of these?”
It was not meant to be answered, based on the way it was said, yet this has been the most difficult question I had to answer as a teacher.
Many have claimed that in the beauty of nature, we see the face of God. But face to face with nature’s wrath, where is God?
Always, I have staunchly upheld my faith. Despite strongly disagreeing with the Church’s comments on reproductive health and same sex marriage, I have remained a Roman Catholic. Despite my science education opening a world of truth for me, I still believe in God. But never have I found an evidence of God’s existence. You may think, how can I, a made scientist, believe in an entity whose existence I can never physically prove?
I can only sigh. I do not really know where God is in all of these. But there is comfort in trusting that somewhere, he must be there.