When You Don’t Understand

Today was my last day at Campbellsville University. The circumstances are not of my choosing or my liking, but I sense God is certainly at work. When I am forced to make a change like this, that I would likely never consider on my own, I realize that He is changing the “assignment” or “calling” He has for me.

Still…to have to leave a place I’ve loved for twenty years is very hard. Of the 18,800 days I’ve lived on this planet, over 7,300 of them have been spent working here. Sadness has been creeping up on me from time to time as I do something for the last time or as I take down a picture or plaque and pack it away.

I certainly don’t understand all of the reasons for this and struggle to make sense of it when the sadness deepens and darkens. But, the Lord is gracious to me. My prayers have brought many comforting scriptures and hymn lyrics to mind in recent days. One in particular crept back into my memory from the 1990’s. 4-Him sings a powerful song called Why?  I has brought me great comfort. I’m including the lyrics here. Perhaps they may be of help to someone else.

They say that into every life
Some rain must fall
For the pain is no respecter
Of the mighty or the small
But sometimes it just seems so unfair
To see the One who’s had more than His share
Oh, it makes you wonder why
And Lord I wouldn’t second guess
Your mighty plan
For I know You have a purpose
That’s beyond the scope of man
If You look inside my heart You will find
That I have always been the trusting kind
Oh, but still I wonder…


Why do the rainy days have to come?
When the storm clouds hide the sun
I wanna know why.
Why when the reasons aren’t clear to me
When it all is a mystery
I want to know why.
And though down here I may not understand
I won’t let go of the unseen Hand
For it holds the reasons why

The Lord has never been afraid of honest prayers
And He won’t allow the burden
To be more than you can bear
When He knows that your trust is in Him
He doesn’t mind the questions now and then
Even if you wonder



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