I can’t make sense of the senseless
January 4, 2010 § 5 Comments
I have always thought of myself as a man of faith — not always strong faith, but faith nonetheless. I believe in God, I believe he is ultimately good, I believe he has a timing that is his own and that is hard for us to understand at times.
But “believing” those things and coming to terms with them are two totally different things, and today, I just don’t get it.
My uncle was killed in a freak accident today. I still don’t know all of the details, but I know that it just appears to be a totally random accident killed him.
I’m not questioning my uncle’s death — I mean, I don’t understand the why of it all, but I know that death happens.
But what I don’t get, and what tears me up tonight is this: why did my uncle have to suffer through a day like today alone? Why did he die before any of his family, who were racing to be by his side for one last hopeful moment, could get to him? Why did my aunt, cousins, Dad and Grandmother have to go through the trauma of such a horrific day, and find out that they were too late to get to his side?
I want to pray for them all, to ask God for comfort in this extremely difficult time. But what comfort? The most comfort that they could have had — being with my uncle when he died, getting to see him one last time before saying goodbye forever — has already been taken from them.
I’m sure there’s a reason. But tonight, I don’t see it, and I just don’t get why things like this are allowed to happen.