Something my grandmother always said was that our “little bird brains” aren’t supposed to understand everything.
Why do bad things happen? Why do the ones we love get sick? Why is there violence and destruction? Why do things fall apart?
Maybe we’re not meant to understand. Maybe there’s a greater lesson and a bigger purpose. Maybe we’re in the middle of the greatest pain, there’s a reason and a why we just aren’t supposed to understand.
One thing I know when I try to figure it all out and put that puzzle together with all the missing border pieces is…I’ll just stay frustrated and left with questions not designed to be answered. I try daily not to do that and trust that my omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent God sees, knows, and understands all of it. It’s comforting to know the One in charge does.
“Do you listen in on God’s council? Or do you limit wisdom to yourself?” Job 15:8
Deeper Than a Puddle 