The Plight of Mankind

My dearest God,

This morning I woke up with so many things racing through my mind. I wonder why am I always thinking of others. I am always feeling the need to help others and I wonder why wont you just show up. There are people who are struggling to make ends meet and even through the struggles they face even more challenges.

As I heard the sirens and saw the cars moving quickly out of their way, my eyes caught a smoke filled sky which indicated a huge loss. For some reason, I began to pray. I prayed for the families and business that will be affected by the loss. Their memories, their place of shelter and rest, their source of income, and on and on I went. I could just cry, I can recall the fire that shook my world.

After leaving a horrible marriage, with my children in tow, I was determined to make life better for us. I left everything behind - no furniture, no televisions, no clothes, etc. I packed just enough to get us through. As soon as we settled in and I purchased new beds, televisions, furniture, clothes, etc., an electric fire came in and claimed it all. I know what it feels like to watch your hard earned money go up in flames. I did not have time to cry, the shock of it all propelled me to jump into survival mode. I had my girls to raise, protect and to support. I did not give it much thought I knew I had to get back on my feet and be strong our lives depended on it. However, I think about the people who have everything invested in their businesses, their homes, they have so many other items that they bought to make their lives more enjoyable. Why???

While others are able to dust off and get back on their feet, there are those folks who just can't take another challenge. Why does it seem that you are trying to break us down? How much stronger can one get after enduring numerous challenges? A fire comes and within in minutes it can destroy lives. People hang out of their windows crying for help, babies are thrown out for others to rescue, some jump out to save themselves, some are overwhelmed with the smoke and die as a result of inhalation and a few escape. How could you let this happen? Oh God who loves and cares for us, how?