Lately, I’ve been eager for my own personal God-tour of this complex universe. There have been days when I just can’t seem to “shift up” to embrace the divine goodness in all things. Like political insanity. Or mass shootings. Or pandemics. But mostly like my husband Gene getting an aggressive prostate cancer diagnosis. I lost my first husband to colon cancer years ago and was hoping I’d never face that kind of suffering again.
So I’ve been struggling with this question that Job asks: “Why do people suffer?”