Why??? This is a simple three letter word that pretty much sums it up for me. I have always wanted to know WHY???, but for over a week now this question has been weighing heavily on my heart. We all know the battle that sweet Lucy Krull is facing. It is a nasty one. I, like everyone else, think of her 100 or more times a day. She is the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about before I go to sleep at night. I am going to be completely honest here, it makes me so MAD that Lucy is going through this. I just simply do not understand it. WHY?? Why Lucy? Why any young, sweet, innocent child?
My friend Laura and I were just talking yesterday about sin. We know why there is sin. We know that man is the one that caused sin. But I simply do not understand why God cannot make this just go away for Lucy. She doesn't deserve this. I truly have faith in the lord, and I know that God is good. However, there are times I just wonder WHY???.
I have an inspirational CD that I got back before Christmas and I listen to it quite often. On my way to work last week I was playing the CD and this one song came on that really caught my attention. I have heard this song many times, but this one particular day this song really spoke to me. Below Lucy's picture you will find the lyrics of the song. I now listen to this song several times a day during my commute to and from work.
I Know Who Holds Tomorrow
I don't know about tomorrow,
I just live from day to day;
I don't borrow from it's sunshine.
For it's skies may turn to gray.
I don't worry o'er the future,
For I know what Jesus said;
And today I'll walk beside Him,
For he knows what is ahead.
Chorus
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
and I know who holds my hand.
Every step is getting brighter
As the golden stairs I climb;
Every burden's getting lighter,
Every cloud is silver lined.
There the sun is always shining,
There no tear will dim the eye;
At the ending of the rainbow,
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Chorus
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.
I don't know about tomorrow,
It may bring me poverty;
But the one who feeds the sparrow,
Is the one who stands by me.
And the path that be my portion,
May be through the flame or flood;
But His presence goes before me,
And I'm covered with His blood.
Chorus
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.