There have been many times in my life when I found myself asking the question “why.”
Why do bad things happen to good people? Why do young people with good hearts and so much promise for the future have to die? Why are there horrible accidents or diseases or…
You get the idea.
And the one thing that always brings me comfort, without fail, is repeating this phrase: “Everything happens for a reason.”
It really does.
Maybe we don’t know the reason at that time. Maybe it’s weeks or months or years down the road before it all makes sense. Maybe it never does.
Regardless, it’s not our job to doubt and fear and ponder the reasons.
Our job is to believe.
To believe that everything really does happen for a reason.
Because it does.
And in the end, everything is going to be just fine.