I hate it when bad things happen to good people.
I know there are reasons that they happen.
I know that God has it under control.
I know that there is good that can come of it.
But I don’t like it.
I don’t understand it.
I don’t claim to understand it and I don’t really want to wrap my mind around they whys.
Someone special to me is unable to do what they love because of a physical ailment. I hate that for them. This is a good girl too- she is kind, conscientious, caring, responsible and just generally great to be around. So why did something that keeps her from doing what she love have to afflict her? Why does something bad have to afflict anyone?
I figure it has something to do with the cursed nature of our universe- maybe from something that happened back in Genesis?
The whole situation makes me really sad.