Pen of Iron

Why do bad things happen to good people? This question has been asked over and over again, and I do not think the answer is easy to give. Needless to say that according to God’s word in Romans 10:12, there is none that doeth good, no, not one.

Over three weeks ago, my 81 year old mother who came to visit me from California fell down the stairs at my home. We woke up at 1:30 in the morning to the sound of a thump, only to find her lying on the middle landing of the stairs half conscious in a pool of blood. She was immediately transported by ambulance to a nearby hospital where I have spent the last two and half weeks of my life. She had suffered severe head trauma with five broken ribs.

My mother is a very godly woman. It broke my heart to see her lying in such pain and agony as she suffered hemorrage in the skull, fractured ribs with complications to follow including a strange hormone that the brain started producing, followed by a sharp drop in the blood sodium level as the white cells tripled coupled with urinary tract infection. She almost contracted pneumonia which would have threatened her already weak heart condition, not to mention the bruises and hematoma all over her body. She also lost her mobility, etc.

Why did all that happen? I don't know yet. We had just returned from a revival in Ohio, and were glorifying the Lord as another one was waiting for us at our local church. My mother and I were planning to go to yet another Arabic revival later in August. Then disaster struck.

I spent the first three days in the emergency ward by her bedside not knowing if she will or will not make it. Thankfully prayers were lifted up everywhere and the Lord saw us through. She is now recovering slowly but surely.

God never answered Job about all his troubles. I hope I will get an answer some day. In the meantime, I am thankful she is alive.

Posted by Consecrated at 4:34 PM |