Tonight life hurts. Life is too dark and too heavy and too unfair.
It chokes and smothers and draws ugly dry sobs out of me.
A baby shouldn’t have to suffer. Not even a parent should have to suffer or watch their child do the same.
Tonight I know the theological answers of how when sin came into the world the perfect became imperfect and sick and toxic and our bodies will only be free from it’s effect when we enter eternity with God.
But tonight the theological answers are not enough. Because tonight I just want to sit on my Father God’s lap and beat at His chest and cry: “Why Daddy?!”
And I hear Him say: Don’t hold back. I can handle your questions. 
I Am enough.