There's a great little story up here, on People for Others, a blog which I enjoy very much.
Today, though, I find that I don't agree with the story. Because:
There are people look to God for help all the time and pain and suffering still abound.
There are people who do not evince the slightest awareness of God and goodness and grace still abound.
I don't pretend to know what the connection is between the grace of God and the human glance toward God.
There are people drenched in, saturated with, the grace of God, whose lives are filled with suffering. People who extend themselves to the furthest inch to contribute to the repair of our world and are rewarded with . . . more repair work to do.
It seems, in fact, that to know suffering, whether in one's own life or in the lives toward which we offer care, is one of the surest means for coming to know God.
It also seems that to know or to observe suffering is one of the surest means by which we can drift far from God.
I do not pretend to understand the causal connection, if there is one.
I only wish that the answer were as simple as human effort, or lack thereof.