For fifteen years, I served in Venezuela as part of a church-planting team. During those years, Hugo Chavez came to power. I was told that, for a time after he was pardoned for a failed coup and allowed to return from exile, he stayed in the same apartment complex where I lived. The euphoria that followed his election as President quickly gave way to worry, then fear, as the last vestiges of democracy disappeared. During those tumultuous years, I wondered where God was. I sometimes still wonder.…