Being sick is a bitch. Why do bad things happen to good people? Or at all? Why would a loving God make people suffer?
The big “why?”
I know quite a few people who are suffering from big, ugly diseases and conditions. A variety of big ugly maladies. You can’t get to my age without seeing the kind of suffering that no one wants to go through. My morning prayer list gets longer every year. And like so many others, I wonder why? Why does this have to happen?
Not everyone believes in a Higher Power, but I do. Oh, not the bearded elderly God of fables. Something else.Some believe in the Watchmaker God who winds it up and lets it unfold on its own. I don’t hold that belief, either. I don’t know what form the Divine takes, maybe just intelligent energy, and of course I won’t know until it’s my time to leave this earth. But here’s what I do believe:
I believe that everything that happens to us is part of a greater plan. Here on earth, we’re in Soul School and whether it’s a lesson for us or for someone else, we’re here to teach and to learn.
My late friend and I talked many times about this. Many times.
“I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning,” she’d say to me.
Maybe the lesson’s not for you
“Maybe it’s someone else in your life that you’re teaching,” I offered. “Maybe your life is not meant to teach you, but someone else.”
And I do believe that’s true because she taught me some important things. She taught me what grace and courage look like. She taught me what fighting the good fight meant. And she reinforced lessons I’d already learned about what it means to be there for someone, to be really present.
I’d bet she taught some lessons to her other friends, too, and to her family.
I’m not sure that her illness was to teach HER anything, to be honest. But I do believe it was in service to the rest of us. And you can tell I believe that because I write and blog about her all the time. Her impact on my life was HUGE.
Now, I’m not clueless or arrogant enough that I haven’t considered how that might feel to the person suffering. Why do I have to go through this to teach others? is a question I’d ask if it were me. The idea of suffering as a lesson for others is an spiritually elevated way to look at illness and one that I would have a hard time with. Even though I believe this is true, I, myself, might not be that spiritually elevated were I in that circumstance. It’s a tough thing to swallow. But for me, it’s an explanation that makes sense.
And, I’ll suggest to myself and yes, even readers, that looking at it that way might well help provide a different view of one’s purpose in life.
In that vein, a couple of the questions that serve as writing or drawing prompts in my Guided Journal for Healing HERE help explore just that possibility.
My question for today is: Are there people in your life who have taught you life-changing lessons?