You know, sometimes I just don't understand why horrible things happen to people. People who seem to be really kind and caring. I know that everyone is a sinner and does bad things, but there just seems to be something so unfair about really nice girls having horrible things happen to them, and then developing mental disorders because of those traumatic experiences that weren't even their fault.
I know that God knows what He's doing and He has the world under control, but there are just some things I can't figure out.
What about the nice, good girl who gets raped? What about the good guy who gets horribly beaten and sent to the hospital? What about the little kids who have to grow up without a mother because their dad murdered her? What about the woman who has not only one miscarriage, but 3, 4, 5...?
I know that this is gruesome, but these things really happen. All the time.
My heart cries for justice.
My heart cries for God to hear the broken and bruised.
For God to physically intervene and save these people.
Ugh. I just don't understand sometimes (I hate not having all the answers).