Ever Ask God Why

Ever ask God why,

Somethings happen the way they do,

Why some dreams fade,

While others grow,

Why children suffer,

So young and they hurt,

The way they do?

Ever ask God why,

Good people suffer so,

While some criminals are free to go?

Ever ask God why,

Diseases eat at people,

Some kind of internal enemy?

Ever ask God why,

Some questions,

Never seem to get answered?

Ever ask God why?

I have,

And I rest,

In his infinite wisdom.

(c) Michelle R Kidwell

I can rest comforted in the fact that he truly has all the answers.

From Reflections On Life

by Michelle Kidwell

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A sonnet that is considered by many to be the key to understanding Shakespeare's attitude to love. It plays out the old battle between spiritual and physical love, a subject which had been the jousting field of argument for centuries. The poet seems to ally himself with the traditionalists who believed that the nature of woman was such as to corrupt pure love. In Platonic terms she was the material dross of which bodies were made, but the spiritual ideal love was independent of her, and true love could really only subsist between males.
In terms of Christian theology, woman was the devil and was responsible for the fall since she had tempted man to eat forbidden fruit. Any form of congress with a woman was corrupting, and the ideal life would always be one of chastity and abstention from sex. The doctrine was alleviated slightly by devotion to Mary, the Mother of God, but despite giving birth she was a virgin and worshipped as the Blessed Virgin Mary. A mitigation to this view was the reality of life itself, which always returned to insist that the majority of men would continue to desire women.
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