Why Not?

As I'm sure most people do when not so great things happen, I find myself asking "Why Me?" or more importantly "Why Aly?".  Why does it seem like we can't catch a break, why does SHE have to be sick, why does MY child have to deal with the things she does?  It's always sad when I hear about some one's child having some incurable illness but that's someone ELSE'S child, not mine. That stuff happens to OTHER people.  As I was in the shower praying (where I do my best praying, I might add, probably b/c it's the only place where I get peace and quiet) I found myself praying for Aly's appt this Friday.  Naturally,  my thoughts drift to "dang it, I'm tired of all this crap".  Then I realize, you know what, Why NOT me?  Why NOT Aly?  When God gave her to me there was no disclaimer attached to her that said she would be healthy.  I seem to think that b/c I've already had to deal with losing both my parents that I shouldn't have to deal with anything else.  Like God is going to say "Okay Melissa, you've had your allotted heartbreaks and struggles now I'm going to move onto someone else".  Saying it that way though makes it sound like I think God made her sick.  I don't believe that but I do believe God made her the way she is.  People ask me if I'm afraid to fly b/c my mom was killed in a plane crash.  My standard answer is "No, I'm safe in a plane b/c God won't allow that to happen to my family twice".  Who am I to say that?!  What I'm meaning to say is that I am not an exception to the rule and neither is Aly.  The ways of the world are not fair and bad things happen.  People get sick, people are in accidents, people die.  There's also a reason for everything right?  or is that just a line the "church" feeds us to make us feel better about our hardships?  What does make me feel better is knowing that I'm not the one holding the cards.  What I do or don't do, think or don't think changes nothing.  The song "Healer" comes to my mind.  "You hold my world in Your hands".  It's so so true.  The God of all the galaxies, the Creator of everything we see and don't see, the One who gave the entire earth breath and life has MY world in His hands.  Knowing that makes me get through everyday and sleep every night.
PS.  If you're tired of hearing about Aly stuff, I'm sorry.  It's what's on the forefront of my mind these days.  I have to have strong feelings to be able to write and that seems to be what is stirring my feelings these days.  Maybe one day soon I'll get back to telling stories about Spiderman shooting people with webs in Target!  I will tell one little funny Cade story though.  He was riding in the passenger seat of Scotty's truck the other day and he propped his elbow up sideways on the door (window rolled down). Picture how someone rides with their elbow out of the window.  He said "Hey, Dad Look".  He raised his eyebrows, grinned a cheesy grin, pointed to his arm and said "I'm just like a parent!".