My boys are always asking me why. And most of the time it is because they cannot get their way. "Mom, why can't we have McDonalds? Mom, why can't I have candy? Mom, why do I have to brush my teeth?" It's frustrating and I am constantly trying to answer these questions that seem second nature to me. It's interesting though, because when I have struggles in my life, my question to God is always "Why?" We all want to know. Why we have to do things we really don't want to, why we have to suffer through the rough part of life. It's a tough question. So I answered the other day with the best answer I could come up with that made sense to my little men.....Because I love you, that's why. And then I sat there in the quiet and realized that as adults, maybe we should accept the same answer from our Creator. So in understanding, I realize that when I get up and tell the boys to brush and eat healthy, they will ask "Why?" And some time tomorrow during my prayers so will I. Somewhere in the silence I will hear, "because I love you, that's why."
*I'm not a professional writer; I just play one on Blogger, so no cracks about my fragments......
