Why do bad things happen to good people? This question is one I often hear asked after the tragic death of a loved one, especially when it is a person that is such a good person. There is a wrong premise though. We are not good people. Scripture tells us that there is "no one who does good, not even one." The reality is that we live in a sinful world. We all play a part in why bad things happen. We are all guilty to some degree. My prayer is that God forgive me for my part in causing the misery of others.
Death does not respect anyone. Death does not respect age, race, or sex. Death is part of life. When one is born, he or she is born with a disease called death. Death is an enemy of God; but God has defeated death through the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. This is my hope, a certain and for sure hope! It is a hope that I pray you have too, if you are reading this. I pray that no other parent ever goes through what we are going through. The pain is the deepest of pains and yet I can also say that God's grace is as deep as the pain.
Someone who comes from a different background than I-- a person who has been raised in the projects and the only family he has ever experienced is gang life-- realized something through this. As he looked at all the cars at my mom's house where we are staying and as he has seen so many people come by, stay for hours, sleep at our house with us, he made this comment: "I have never seen anything like this. So many people, so much family. I have never experienced anything like it." My response was simple. "His name is Jesus and what you see in all these people are the hands and feet of Christ walking us through this pain." God was faithful before the death of my son and He is faithful today. There are times I ask why. I don't ever get an answer, but as in the words of Job, I can say this:
God, forgive my part in the misery of others and may Your Glory shine! No Regrets!
Death does not respect anyone. Death does not respect age, race, or sex. Death is part of life. When one is born, he or she is born with a disease called death. Death is an enemy of God; but God has defeated death through the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. This is my hope, a certain and for sure hope! It is a hope that I pray you have too, if you are reading this. I pray that no other parent ever goes through what we are going through. The pain is the deepest of pains and yet I can also say that God's grace is as deep as the pain.
Someone who comes from a different background than I-- a person who has been raised in the projects and the only family he has ever experienced is gang life-- realized something through this. As he looked at all the cars at my mom's house where we are staying and as he has seen so many people come by, stay for hours, sleep at our house with us, he made this comment: "I have never seen anything like this. So many people, so much family. I have never experienced anything like it." My response was simple. "His name is Jesus and what you see in all these people are the hands and feet of Christ walking us through this pain." God was faithful before the death of my son and He is faithful today. There are times I ask why. I don't ever get an answer, but as in the words of Job, I can say this:
"I know that you can do all things,
and that no purpose of yours can be thwarted.
3 ‘Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?’
Therefore I have uttered what I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.
4 ‘Hear, and I will speak;
I will question you, and you make it known to me.’
5 I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear,
but now my eye sees you;
6 therefore I despise myself,
and repent"
God, forgive my part in the misery of others and may Your Glory shine! No Regrets!