Lord, my preacher says “God is good, all of the time.”
But my life says, “God is good, some of the time.”
How else can I explain these good things happening to bad people?
How else can I make sense of the bad things happening to good people?
But then, in quietness, I regain perspective.
I remember how this Story concludes.
I recall where You road leads.
Eventually, both the bad things and the bad people end.
Eventually, both the good things and the good people endure.
And rising, I confess: “God is good, all the time.”