Why has God blessed with so many wonderful things in my life? I have a family who loves me, I have never been hungry or sick, I have always been happy. Recently a person has come into my life who has suffered many injustices, as I listened to her horrific story I could only sit there. When I got home I just cried and cried, I cried for her, I cried for the world, there is so much suffering and violence. I felt guilty of how I take everything for granted and felt ashamed. Why has God chosen to make me so blessed, when somebody somewhere in the world is going to bed hungry or in pain? What makes me any different from that person? Why them and not I?! Has God brought this person into my life to tell me something? Am I supposed to do something? I don't understand, I'm so confused. I have been praying but God doesn't seem to want to answer. Perhaps there is no answer, perhaps there are no reasons. 