There’s a thousand things in this world that I do not understand. Why bleach is always drawn to my favorite shirt, how my kids always know where I’ve hidden the candy, and why do you always get behind the slowest driver when you’re in a rush are just a few of the things that I don’t understand. Those are all minor in comparison to the big one. Why does God let horrible things happen to the innocent?
Tonight I learned that our friend’s three year old child, Haven, was life flighted to Children’s Hospital in Dallas with implanted heart rejection. Her mom has been sick all week and because Haven’s immune system is so low, she can’t be with her child tonight. Can you imagine having to leave your child at the hospital in heart rejection? To walk out those doors knowing that you are doing what is best because you don’t want to get her sick but so uncertain of the future is something I don’t know if I could do. Her mom Lacy is beyond strong.
Yesterday I read about a huge fire that destroyed a home and killed three children and their grandparents. The mother of those children lost her whole family in one horrible night. Unimaginable. How she will pull through it, I do not know.
As I was sending out a prayer request to twitter to pray for Haven tonight I saw another status about a young boy that had been found unconscious in his room with a tie tied too tightly around his neck. He was just playing around with his tie and now he’s in ICU. It is a parent’s nightmare come true.
All these horrible events are something I wish I understood but I don’t, no one does. So how do we cope?
We cope by drawing a line in the sand, a line of understanding. On one side of the line is the things that we claim not to understand but we really do. Bleach always gets on my favorite shirt because I’m clumsy, my kids know where the candy is because they see Damion sneaking it, and I’m not really behind the slowest driver, I’m just the fastest one out there at that time, these things I really do understand.
But there’s a higher level beyond that which I don’t understand. Why do kids get sick? Why did a three year old need a heart transplant in the first place? Why do accidents happen that affect those to young to understand or leave parents childless? To these things I place solely in the hands of God. I can’t understand them and I never will. But when I give them over in true faith and trust to the One that created those little beings, their hearts, and their souls…. I know that there is a reason. All these things we place on the other side of the line. This side we will pray for and hope for but try not to worry or fear because the bible instructs us not to. These are the things that we give to God and tell him our concerns but stop trying to understand while just saying, “be your will, Oh God.”
That is all we can do.
Tonight let’s pray for those who have sick children, hurting children, or perhaps even burying their children this week. Then I’m going to place my heartache beyond that line of understanding to the only One who understands, God the Father.