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Sunday, October 06, 2002
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'Why' has to be one of the most commonly said words... "why did you do that?" "why am i here?", and often in prayer "Oh Lord, why?" I know I often ask in prayer "why", and generally there is no answer. I can remember three major "why's" in my 15 years.
1. I was 5 and my grandpa who was living with us died. I dont think I understood death, I just thought he became an angel. I cried so many nights, and 10 years later i can still remember a lot about him, even the way he loked when he died.
2. It was about 3 years later, my parents were filing for divorce. That hit even harder, I thought it was because of me. I couldnt understand how my parents didn't love each anymore. I always asked God "why, why God, why did u let them get divorced?" They didn't hate each other, they just 'fell out of love'. Now I'm not the kind of product from a divorce that grows up to hate both parents and blames everything on the divorce, I just grew and learned what I could from it.
3. Like everyone, 9/11. I just stared at a TV screen, I was numb to what was going on. I didn't understand the world trade center. I knew was that people, my people, were dying, and 19 men so called 'Muslims' defied their own religion, racked the name of Allah and Mohammed, and killed innocent people. "Why God? Why them, why now, for what?"

Brian at Kairos suffered a great loss and words could never display enough love, enough compassion, enough sorrow, enough sympathy for what he and his wife are going through. I know "why" might be a word on the tips of their tongue, it's only natural. There's only one thing I know from the 3 why's that just mentioned. From each pain, comes great joy. From each loss, comes great gain. From each sorrow, comes love, love so powerful it conquers death, it heals hurts, and it comforts even the saddest of pains.

To Brian, and Sally.. may God be with you all the days of your lives, and may He always be next to you, even when you feel no breeze.
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