A baby is born with cancer.
Another is born with water on the brain and
will die young and be bedbound for life.
A young woman is raped and murdered.
A man becomes schizophrenic at age 23,
nothing he did to deserve it, no way to prevent it.
I ask myself, where is the fairness in these cases
and why do we have to have so many of them?
And why does suffering and evil appear to have
free reign in this transient world?
And if there is a God of Love, instead of an
impersonal one, why does that God allow it?

Bob Boyd