This is the sort of weird mental gymnastics many believers engage in when faced with disaster.
Is it a type of pathological optimism?
The desperate avoidance of facing horrible reality lest it challenges their faith? (Think about that, an all- powerful being visiting disaster on relatively helpless creatures to demand their ongoing worship…)
The denial of reality and thus the avoidance of grieving?
The need to maintain the paradox that their god is at-once the epitome of love and also the cause (through direct action or inability/unwillingness to prevent) of all suffering.