Why do bad things happen to good people...

Sister, God love her, is the best compartmentalizer I know.  Hands down, of all the people I have ever encountered in my life she is capable of putting things in a box, and pushing it aside until later to deal with it when she has the time.  I envy that of her, I really and truly do.  I want so bad to be like her in that respect.  I am not saying she completely avoids dealing with things, I mean if something comes up to disrupt her daily schedule, she is able to either deal with or put it aside until she can.  If something comes up and ruins my already scheduled program, GAME ON…I will lose sleep over it, I will over analyze it, I will break it down and tear it into tiny little pieces.  There is no secret that she will outlive me on the shear fact alone through her ability to deal with stress better than I.  I am incredibly jealous of a lot of things she has, but this is the one I want the most.  It has been a lifetime struggle for me to stop spending my lifetime struggling. 

Interestingly enough that really isn’t what this Blog is about.  It’s about her take on the world and how it works.  We are so different that it is not even funny.  We have nothing in common or if we do it is very rare.  She thinks I live in a warped world, where fairytales come true…true love exists…people are decent human beings, etc.  Well, I have to believe in something right?  She also thinks that we leave this Earth exactly as it is planned…or rather how it is supposed to happen.  For example, a heart-attack.  That it is God’s plan.  That we do not get to pick “go in my sleep,” but if that is how it is supposed to be it will be.

Before I upset anyone and I know I will, I do not have a clue if that is how it works and I am not about to tell you it does or doesn’t.  Some people go very brutally and generally undeserved.  So I would imagine those loved ones who were left to sort that out would not agree with this theory.  I don’t think she is suggesting that the person deserved it, just that it is all a part of God’s plan.  Everything happens for a reason.  Our destiny.

She thinks that about everything.  Everything happens the way it is supposed to.  That is perfectly fine and I am happy that she lives in that world, but when I get to Heaven and I AM GOING THERE, I want to ask Him why really bad things happen to good people…because that will never make sense to me.

Here is a story of how I have to question her theory.  And trust me when I say that I try to poke holes in all of her theories if I can.

Read this link http://www.cnn.com/2011/10/31/us/new-york-shopper-injured/ and tell me if you think that this was this poor woman’s destiny.   

I have never once woke up and said I wonder if a cart will fall from 4 stories above and render me incapacitated…especially a cart from one of my favorite stores.  Who thinks anything out of that nature could happen?  But interestingly enough, this poor woman was coming from Target having bought candy to take to a shelter.  This is the part I don’t understand.  We are told and told and told to live with the Lord in our hearts and do good deeds and so this lady does…and she is now in critical condition over it?  Taking candy to the very people who thought it would be funny to push a cart over a ledge. 

I do not understand our world…I don’t suppose any of us ever will.  I just know that Sister is able to sleep at night; because she can compartmentalize the bad…I on the other hand will lay awake at night and think why didn’t it take the cashier longer to check her out.  Or why didn’t she go back and get something she forgot.  Or why did she go to that Target at that time?  You see where this is going.  I will never know why bad things happen to good people.  Ever.