Why?

"The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away," but we don't get to know why. Honestly, that is the only question that I have at this point. I do not understand why my father, who has served the Lord since he was eight years old, has to die like this. I know that none of us lives forever, we are all appointed our time to die. I just do not understand what this is accomplishing. What testimony is this serving? Since he got sick two years ago, he has not complained or said, "Why me Lord" once. I guess that is something. Still, I can't help but wonder. I don't feel this right or just, but it is not my place to decide that I suppose. I am not saying that anyone deserves this. I would not wish this on my worst enemy; not that I consider myself to have any.

This will be the second child that my grandmother has mourned. How many children can you mourn and be okay in the end? Two sons she has seen go to Heaven. I worry about so many people, least of which myself. I do not worry about myself. I worry about my sisters and brother. I worry about my mother. I worry about my niece, who is especially close with her 'Papa' and my nephews. Tommy is only two, Johnny is only three. Will they have any memories? My father longed for grandchildren for so long. I feel it so unfair to give him three that adore him and so short a time to spend with them.

A plethora of people have been poring into my parents' house to visit and say goodbye to my father. It has amazed me. He has a lot of friends and is well known in his pastoral circle. My mother has received many letters from all over the country. He is a good man, father, husband, and pastor. Why take such a good person from this earth, and leave so many evil doers?

As I said, it is not ours to know why, but one cannot help but still wonder why.