During times of loss, like a loved one, a job, or some other kind of trial/tribulation, one question has always been asked once the dust settles, "Why does God allow bad things to happen to good people?"
If my son and I were taking a walk and he falls, trips, and hurts his knee, that doesn't mean I allowed it to happen. It does mean that I will carry him, soothe him and help him heal so we can take a walk together again.
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lmao, I left a comment, where did it go?
ReplyDeleteWhat I said was.... you're just a good man, we need more men like you in the world!