Wow, I seem to have run dry with the witty banter. The weather has turned warm and it seems to have stirred up life a bit. The winter blahs are finally drifting away, but the hustle and bustle quickly has taken it’s place.
It’s been a rough couple of weeks (months?) for some friends of mine. Sometimes I just don’t understand why little children suffer. I’m not getting into a whole “why, God, why?” thing. I personally do believe that God’s got a bigger plan, but I’m pretty darned ticked off that the evil side of things has to pick on the little ones…
A little boy that I was praying for regularly back while I was pregnant passed away. He was 3. He had brain cancer.
No, it’s just not fair.