Why????

I received some horrible news this past week about my great nephew, Chase Dupree, and again I ask myself the question why horrible things have to happen.  Chase and his friend were chasing a squirrel near his home and it ran into a pipe.  So the boys picked up the pipe to get the squirrel and the pipe hit the electrical wire above on the pole.  This act sent an electrical shock into Chase and his friend.  Both boys were injured, Chase's friend was release from the hospital, but the damage from the shock has left Chase lying in a hospital bed hooked up to life support.

This thirteen year old boy and his family have been robbed of his future.  An accident that changed all of their lives within minutes.  I know the feeling, again I ask why do we have to suffer pain like this, why does life have to be so dfficult and why do we have to see our love ones suffer.  Chase has a loving family who is devastated, this family has been through so much trauma, I don't know why God would put any more on their shoulders to bear.

My heart aches for his mother, father,, grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts, uncles, cousins, siblings and friends.  They have all been their by his bedside having to watch this young boy, who was full of life just days ago, now filled with tubes and machines keeping him alive.  The pain and trauma of this type of accident impacts everyone of them.  Why do people have to experience this?  Some say God never gives you more than you can bear, but at moments like these I question that statement.

This incident is another example how your life can change in just moments, for some of us we have to experience more pain than others it seems.  I also ask, why?  I know from my son's death that we learn lessons from pain, but I don't think it is fair and at times like these it makes me realize that we never know what we may have to face from day to day.

I wish I knew words to help my family members during this time, but I know from my own personal experience, that there are no words that can help.  The heart and soul is broken when we hear news like this, the pain is not only emotional but physical as well.  We seek answers to why this had to happen, but  there are no answer, no reason and we are left with pain.  I watched my family during my visit at the hospital and saw the same emotions that I went through.  Why is life so hard?  Why do we have to experience trauma and be expected to keep walking through life.  I still search for these answers.