I am starting a new thread because this topic is about grief, but not my own. I have thankfully been spared from death to a loved one, but a story near me broke my heart and I would like to hear what anyone else thinks. In a small city a couple of hours from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, where I'm from, a horrible tragedy took place last week. A husband went to Ottawa to prepare for his family's move to that city. While he was gone, a fire killed his 8-month pregnant wife and seven children. The oldest child was 11, the youngest was 19 months. This man now has nothing. Just yesterday was the funeral, and the pictures of this poor man holding the casket of his baby girl was so sad, as I have an 11 month old little girl myself. Then they showed seven hearses pulling away. So sad. The husband has a remarkable faith, saying it was his family's time to be with God.
I am struggling with this. I know tragedy happens, and God is not the one responsible. But why does He allow these horrific things to happen? I mean, this man was not spared even one child! I have been a Christian for a long time, and I know this is the question that everyone struggles with, but why did this have to happen? What was the point?
Please keep this man in your prayers. His name is Marc Woerlen.
I am struggling with this. I know tragedy happens, and God is not the one responsible. But why does He allow these horrific things to happen? I mean, this man was not spared even one child! I have been a Christian for a long time, and I know this is the question that everyone struggles with, but why did this have to happen? What was the point?
Please keep this man in your prayers. His name is Marc Woerlen.