There are some days when I simply don't have any answers. To those who know me best, that may seem highly improbable but it's true. And, I suspect, it applies to many of you as well.
Moving from the foolish to the serious, here are some examples of "life's unanswered questions" someone posted online: Why does a round pizza come in a square box? If a person owns a piece of land, do they own it to the centre of the earth? I won't go on so relax….but between you and me, those queries are not worth spending time on.
On the other hand, some of life's challenges cry out for an explanation. For starters, here's one that I've never been able to explain: Why am I a long-term cancer survivor while others succumb to the disease before they've had the opportunity to really live? I don't know. What I do know, however, is that I have learned to despise "easy answers".
In chatting with a good friend this afternoon, the deteriorating health of a mutual friend was part of the conversation and I told her of my reluctance to publicly celebrate the upcoming twenty-third anniversary of being cancer-free in light of his condition. Without weighing in with theological justification she urged me to celebrate both lives because we are promised healing - whether here or in the immediate presence of the Lord.
"And when this perishable puts on the imperishable and this that was capable of dying puts on freedom from death, then shall be fulfilled the Scripture that says, Death is swallowed up (utterly vanquished forever) in and unto victory." (I Corinthians 15:54, Amplified Version)
Why are dandelions considered weeds and daisies are considered flowers? I don't know but this is certain: we have everything to live for and everything to die for.
