Why? It's a simple question. It becomes not so simple when I am asking God that question.
Why did he allow me to get Sjogren's Syndrome?
I'm trying to keep in mind that there is a reason why I have it. Why He placed this burden on me. It's part of His plan. And I may not know for years, or ever, why. Why?
Recently I read this and felt so much comfort from it...
sit still for just a moment or two today. Quiet, without the weight of
condemnation or the swirl of trying to figure things out. Quiet, with
nothing but the absolute assurance the Spirit helps us in our weakness.
He knows what to pray. He understands our weak places. There is a
purpose to this weak place. Though it doesn’t feel good, things will be
worked out in a way that good will come from it, (Romans 8:28)- Lysa Terkeurst"
Whatever God's reason for this, it's bound to be something amazing, I have to think that.