When we ask God, why why why???
It must be like trying to explain to a child trying to learn a bike… why he fell off. Why did you let go daddy, as he looks up at you with tears in his eyes, why did you let me fall… what do you say, how do you show him… son it is the only way for you to learn balance.
That must be what God feels like when we say WHY??? Why did you let me fall… we only have hindsight, He has foresight, He has set the path before us. We look back and say, oh I get it, that is what that lesson was about, but He looks forward, He gets it, He knows that we will find balance, we will learn to ride. It must be the same joy in his heart as in the parent when we get it… and it must be the same pain in his heart as in our when we see our children hurt, when we fall we are angry at dad maybe, but our heavenly Father knows the anger is temporary, He can take it, He understands, He has been there… He is with us, He loves us that much, enough, to sometimes let us fall.
What is your bicycle, where are you asking why? Why must I fall, instead of Daddy, show me how to ride! Show me the path!
