No parent should have to watch their child die

And yet, today I witnessed it.

That numbing grief. Those cries of agony that had no tears to acompany them.

It’s hard holding on to faith at these times.

For almost a month we prayed for him. We stormed heaven begging for his life. Yet he lost it. And with him, their line ends.

The child they struggled to conceive… dead before he turned 30. Dead before he married the woman of his dreams. Dead before he could fulfil that potential.

I watched my friend broken today. And I can’t help but question the goodness of my God.