I feel like I’m supposed to be one of those people who “have it all together”. I’ve grown up in the church. I know the Sunday School answers. I’m married to a guy who is a pastor in every sense of the word except the official title.
But lately I’ve been having a lot of doubts.
Not about God’s existence … about His goodness.
Especially this week.
Friends of ours from church lost both of their baby boys this week – one, half an hour after birth and the other, three days later.
You can tell me that God has a plan – that He knows what He’s doing – that He sees the whole story.
And I know those phrases are all true .
But they don’t offer much in the way of comfort right know …