Recent conversation between my daughter and granddaughter:
Gracie: Mommy, can you take my trash? (Gracie holds out a chewed on apple core.)
Mommy: Gracie, I'm driving. You can just put it in the paper bag you are holding.
Gracie: I need you to take it.
Why does God allow difficult things to happen? I do not know the answer. Every time I read the news, look at Facebook, or talk to friends, I hear bad news. I often get sad and sometimes I get angry, but it bolsters my belief that I have to keep my mind set on things above and not on earthly things (Colossians 3:1-2). I do not know the purpose of me being paralyzed, but I do believe that suffering is part of our journey.