Why is life so hard?
Even when we are doing that we care most about?
Even when we know we are doing that for which we were destined?
Why the roadblocks? The rough roads?
The missing roads?!
Truly that’s a philosophical question, rather than one posed by an engineer looking for flaws in the mechanics of a structure in need of repair.
We cannot repair it.
It is there for a reason or the result of an even bigger reason. Which is to say it is the way it is because of an overarching plan or design.
And since all plans and designs are the result of intelligence, the one in which we live and breathe is no exception.
There must be a reason for it.
There must be a good reason for it.
Why must the reason be good?
Would you plan, design and create anything for someone you love without their best interests in mind?
And we know that in all things
God works for the good of those who love him,
who have been called according to his purpose.