Why Do Bad Things Happen To Good People

Why Do Bad Things Happen To Good People

Yesterday I had lunch with some “old” friends, Norma and Stew. The first thing out of Stew’s mouth was “remember when I almost ran the wheel chair into that brick wall?” I had fallen on a youth group trip, skiing of course, and tore up my leg so I was in a wheel chair for 3 months. For the first few weeks my leg was extended so I looked like a lame L. Stew also wheeled me into an elevator and didn’t quite get my toes in as the door closed. Some thirty years later, we are still laughing. People of the parish brought dinner every night for three months. From seven in the morning, when my husband left for work, until five that evening when he arrived home, Norma or one of the gals from the church was there. I think my family kind of got spoiled; no peanut butter or fast food one time in 90 days and my kids didn’t have to dig clean clothes out of the dryer. Looking back, in spite of all of the physical therapy, the surgeries, and life adjustments, we were blessed.

I think in part, that is what this scripture is about. Why do bad things happen to good people, because we are human, and that’s just part of the gig. How we face the gig is a whole other matter. Looking for and claiming God’s blessings in the middle of brokenness and pain allows us to fine joy and hope. That year, for my birthday, my sons gave me a figurine, wrapped like a mummy holding a broken sky “ not funny guys” well maybe a little.

Blessings,

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