When Things Go Wrong

I say God permitted it for some indiscernible reason.  And then I look at it realistically—how much worse could it really have been?  The brick could have hit my wife instead of me, and she’s quite a bit more sensitive.  I could have been killed.  A few stitches are nothing.

I am amazed how lightly I get off, sometimes.  I once had to have cancerous flesh excised from my nose.  The dermatologists had a plastic surgeon on premises, and she did a completely amazing job on my nose.  It looked better than before.  What a stroke of luck.  You can bet my prayers were ones of thanks.

We’ve got to realize, we are incapable of seeing the big picture.  There is a place for faith in this stupendous, varied universe.

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