I can’t stop the rain
From falling down on you again
I can’t stop the rain
But I will hold you till it goes away
-Third Day, When the Rain Comes
This morning I was reading the news on the Internet as I normally do. The news is so full of negativity, but I look at it at least once a day to stay up to date. I will be honest that I don’t read every article. In many cases I just read the headline to know what is going on in the world. Then I read one of two articles that I am really interested in, and I usually don’t read the whole article. I think many people do the same. Hopefully you are not doing that with my blog though.
This morning, my jaw dropped as I read this headline.
Fire in Rural Pa. Farmhouse kills 7 kids.
The full article is here:
Stories like these tear at my heart. How can something like this happen? Apparently, the fire took place in a rural area in Pennsylvania. The mother was milking cows, and the father had gone into town. One of the kids, a 3 year old, smelled smoke and ran to tell her mother. By the time the mother ran to get the father, the house was engulfed in flames and smoke. The 7 children died of smoke inhalation.
Every once in a while, a story like this can make one question this experiment called life. Why does God allow things like this to happen? What plan did God have for these children that could possibly include a death like this? Why would God put these parents through this horror? Why would God bring children into this world, only to let them perish in such a horrific way?
I don’t know. I don’t think any of us really do.
A few years ago, I questioned God’s purpose in my life. Day after day of fighting with doctors and Insurance companies had broken me. I was going through the motions. I was no longer participating in life. I was drifting. Every day was like a blur – work, hospital, sleep. My first wife was dying slowly day by day, and I felt numb. Shortly after her death, I looked back at the last 3 years of her life, and I actually had no idea how I made it. How did I survive day by day without going insane? It took me a good 3 years after her death to figure that out.
He was carrying me. I made it because of His will. As hard as it was for me, there was a purpose. Today, I am closer to God, and I owe that in no small way to my first wife, and what we went through together. Then God put another woman in my path, just the right one to bring me even closer to Him. Today, my current wife keeps me on that path. She is the perfect person to stand by me as we take on a new path together. Together we walk into the future with God in our hearts.
So what is the purpose of this horrific event in Pennsylvania? Again, I don’t know. Maybe those parents will pray for their children together, which will bring them closer to God. Maybe the purpose of those children in this world was meant to teach us all something. Maybe we should all be reminded how precious human life is, and yet how fragile it is. I do know that God’s love for those children is unquestionable, and He has a plan for them.
We are here in this world for a blip of time. Life is too short for missed opportunities. I think God reminds of this over and over, and these events should be a reminder to all of us to take every opportunity we have.
Tell your kids you love them today.
Tell your mom and dad how much you appreciate them. To my mom and dad – thank you!
If you haven’t done so today, get on your knees and pray. Ask God for forgiveness, and surrender to His will.
What are you doing with your blip of time?