A Baby Dies, Realization

I was sitting in the audience of the pinning of nurses for NWU's 08' pinning, when a student speaker got up to talk! What came next, I never expected to hear. But to this day, her words still ring true within my own soul.

The first day I lost a patient, I was in the NICU. I looked down at this once breathing baby who was now lifeless. I cried from within. Why God? Where are you now? Her mind screamed out. She handed this dead baby to it's parents as they took him to hold him they sobbed. And again she asked Why God? Who are You? A still small voice came to her and said I am the God of Isaiah. I Am Who I Am. And then she knew He was there with them. When the parents gave the baby back and as they continued to sob over their lost child, and she cried with them on the inside she asked OK, Now God, where are You? Who are You? She had started to undress the baby and she washed the baby and clothes him again. Right before she took him to the morgue she heard that faithful voice again. I am Your Comforter and Peace on times of trial. So She carried the baby down to lay there with a peace. She had God's peace. Yet we still will never understand why God chooses to take some babies and not others. Why God chooses to let some people get so very hurt and lets others walk away without a care. Where is the God of justice, we all sometimes wonder. Especially when that justice is so big that it seems life can't get worse and it does. The unjust for all those who are dying for no reason. The unjust for those who have cancer. The unjust for the babies in the world whose parents or parent didn't or doesn't want them. The unjust for the death of that innocent child! What is there to gain from all of this? Most likely there will never be an answer and the world will continue as it always has. The evil will become more evil, the saints, God's true Followers will become even more persecuted! And then I stop and ask myself, how often does a person change for the better, on their own without counseling, etc. It'd take a God shaking experience. I say it is sad, because I believed people at a time. now I am so sketchy about what people tell me because of all the lies from people. Maybe there is some good in people still? Maybe there is some good left in the world? We will find out some day. So, God of Peace. The Comforter, please comfort all those who really need you now and your healing touch!

Thus the story of the lost baby!