Why, why, why?

I was really hoping that I would wake up feeling better this morning. But sadly I woke up just as lonely and upset as I left off to sleep.

I know that everything happens for a reason. Even all the bad stuff is part of God's plan for my life. But I guess it is just my human nature for me to ask 'why?'. Why does bad stuff happen? Why am I feeling so alone and upset? Why do good people get hurt? Why, why, why?! But then I got to thinking... How can I possibly be asking 'why is this happening' when something bad happens in my life if I am not asking the same question when something GOOD happens? I mean, really, I am so blessed with my life, and I KNOW that! There are so many people who have so much less than me and still seem to have such true happiness. I think it is really true that the more you have, the more you hurt, because you have more to lose. That is my thought cycle this morning; 'why do I deserve such blessings in my life?' hmmm... Big question really. I guess I don't... But I have a God who loves me more than words can ever tell. And He gave His whole life for me. But why? Why me? Because He loves me! That is the only reasonable answer. And boy am I glad that He does!

-Brooke ox