My friend Ellen’s first pregnancy recently ended with a tragic stillbirth. She is one of the nicest, sweetest, women I know, so we try to find a reason why something like this happens.
The truth is, there is no reason for this (so please stop telling people, “everything happens for a reason”). Ellen now knows there is no reason for this. When going through your private hell after a horrendous event, you do ask “Why me? But then you realize that there is nothing so bad you could have done to deserve something so terrible. You then also realize that in this random, cursed, world, there is nothing so good you could have done that would exclude you from this happening either.
Yes, sometimes God intercedes to prevent the consequences of the curse. This happens so infrequently; we call them miracles. And why and when those occur, there must be a reason, but it is way beyond our capability to understand.
The Road at times can be excruciatingly painful and confusing. Sometimes there is no reason for the pitfalls. We cannot understand everything where we are right now, we can only walk on.