People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.”
As beautiful as I have always found this to be, I have a difficult time embracing it.
Do you truly believe this?
What if you came into someone’s life for a season, but they came into yours for a lifetime?
What about families utterly destroyed by divorce?
The death of an unborn child?
What possible reasons could there be?
Why do we call it a miracle when someone survives a horrible illness? Does that mean those who didn’t survive were not worthy of a miracle?
Is it possible there is simply no reason?
Perhaps sometimes, it just is…