Why is it ...
Someday, I'm going to ask God a few questions, questions I've never found answers to here on earth.
Why is it that children are born into this world at times to parents who don't give a damn? They basically raise themselves, are slapped around and abused, and shown no love in their lives at all. Then on the flip side, there are couples who would give most anything they have just to conceive a child. They have love burning in their hearts to pour into a child, if only they were given the chance.
Why is it that prisons are overcrowded with really bad people who live out long and wasted lives? Then on the flip side, so many men, women and children die young, their goodness never to be fully shared nor realized.
Why is it that we women spend our lives and valuable time shaving various parts of our anatomy to comply with society's norms ... and then when we hit our golden years, the only places hair will even grow is on our heads and our upper lips or chins?
Why is it that there are people in the world that don't value life and who hate others, based purely on differences of religion, sexual orientation, or the color of one's skin? Then they spend the majority of their lives planning ways to unleash terror on innocent people. To what end?
Spiritual counselor, Gary Zukav, says that everything happens for a reason, and that reason is your spiritual growth. Maybe so, but still ... I'm going to ask ...
"Life is unfair, and it’s not fair that life is unfair."
~Edward Abbey, 1927~1989