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Monday, June 8, 2009


I’ve asked this question all too often. Why me? It just doesn’t seem fair. Why can promiscuous teenagers, prostitutes, unmarried women, and ones who can’t afford to have a baby get pregnant? But I can’t.

I know everyone asks, “Why me?”. It’s asked by the 35 year old who hasn’t found a husband yet so desperately wants one. It’s asked by parents who lose their 10 year old to cancer. It’s asked by someone who has been out of a job for over a year. Why me?

Maybe I don’t want to know why. And maybe if I did truly know why, I wouldn’t like what I heard. Or perhaps if God did reveal the answer, would my puny little earth brain even be able to comprehend? Probably not. (That’s why I’ll probably just wait to ask all the “why me’s?” when I’m in heaven.)

Or if I did know and understand it, wouldn’t I lose the whole purpose of this journey? I’m determined to learn something in this process. And if I haven’t learned anything yet, I guess this journey isn’t over quite yet. Maybe it’s a big wake up call that we are all in need of a Savior and Redeemer. We need to realize that we’re not in this alone and we need to lean on God for support and guidance. Maybe it will strengthen my relationship and point others to the same relationship.

I asked “Why me?” for so long that it didn’t even cross my mind to think, “Why not me?” So, why not me? Really? Why not me? I often think I’m taking this burden in the place of someone else – so they don’t have to go through it. It helps me get through. And it helps me stay strong.

I’ve decided to try to not dwell too long on the “Why Me’s?”. So, for today I’m asking, “Why not me?”.

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