Why

Last night has probably been the toughest night of my life so far, but I know it is only going to get worse. For those of you who don't know, I will give you the short version. My dad forgot to the close the gate and the dogs got out. They attacked a man and his dog down the street. I don't know if I should be angry or upset/sad, so I just go back and forth. Mad at my dad for leaving the gate open, mad at the dogs for attacking someone. Upset that we will probably have to put them down. I know that they are good dogs and they were just protecting themselves. The guy and his dog are going to be okay, thank goodness. As hard as it is going to be to put them down, I could not live with myself if this happened again and it was worse.

I know everything happens for a reason and God only gives you what you can handle. But I just ask why. Why does everything continue to happen to us? As soon as it looks like there is light at the end of the tunnel, something else happens. The only conclusion that Stan & I can come up with is that this is some kind of lesson for my dad. But why does a lesson for my dad mean having to loss my dogs, my children. Our faith is definitely being testing right now.