God has a plan. But then I look at the world and I see suffering that doesn't make sense. I see good people dying young. I see innocent people being hurt. I see injustice that goes unpunished. And I ask: if God is good and all-powerful, why does He allow this? 🙏

I've been taught different answers to this question. God is testing us. God works in mysterious ways. This will make sense in heaven. But when you're actually experiencing suffering—or watching someone you love suffer—those answers feel like empty words. They feel like someone telling you that pain is actually a gift, and all you can think is: I don't want this gift. 💔

I don't have the answer to this. And I'm starting to think that might be okay. Maybe the answer isn't supposed to come in the form of logic. Maybe faith isn't about understanding why bad things happen. Maybe it's about trusting that you can survive them anyway. That God is with you in the suffering, not standing outside of it explaining why it's all part of the plan. 😞

When I pray now, I'm not asking God to explain Himself. I'm asking Him to help me bear what's unbearable. And maybe that's a more honest kind of faith—the kind that doesn't pretend to understand everything, but trusts anyway. 🕯️

Can you have real faith and still be angry at God for the suffering in the world?

Maria