I have several friends who have people they love serving in Iraq or Afghanistan. These last few days have been especially tough on them. I think about and pray for them and their families.
When Steven was in Vietnam I prayed for him every day. I prayed he would come home to me. I tried to bargain with God.
When Steven and our daughter died I lost my faith in God. What kind of loving, compassionate God would allow them to die and leave me with nothing?
Today is Good Friday. Jesus asked from the cross "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" Later he said "Father, into your hands I commend my spirit." Nothing can separate us from the love of God but faith was not and is not to be had cheaply.