Why?

I saw this on Sunday and it made me wonder.  By the end of the day all kinds of questions were running through my head.  So I've decided to share.

I was in church Sunday morning while visiting our son, daughter in law and two grand children over the weekend.  To my left was an elderly gentleman in a wheel chair.  He was wearing what looked like a horse shoe cushioned brace that ran from the middle of the back of his neck to the middle of his throat area. He said nothing and could not raise his head.  What really hit home was during communion when his wife, who held his hand often during the service, had to force the wafer into his mouth so he could eat it.

It was at that moment that I looked to my right to see my wife holding our five month old grand daughter who was peacefully sleeping in her arms. In that second or two I witnessed the beginning and nearly the end.  Even more perplexing is the thought that at one time, the man to my left was just likely my grand daughter to my right.  There was a time when his body was like her body, new and developing and just about perfect. 

There are a number or levels through the above two paragraphs where the question, Why?...would be appropriate.  Why do people have to go through that kind of suffering?  Why was he put in my path at the same place of my grand daughter?  I know the beginning and the end story of life so why was this example so vivid? .  Why did I come up with these and other questions?  And last but not least, why did I feel compelled to go through this exercise using this blog on line in order to pose these questions?

I know maybe an answer or two to the above but in the interest of stimulating discussion, what do you think? .  If you are so inclined reply with a sentence or two or a paragraph at my email address
jim.boyd4512@gmail.com.  Or you can comment below.  It's your option.  I look forward to your input.

Jim Boyd