What does a wall full of plates have to do with mystery? They belonged to my Grandmother. She was the one who most often had to answer my why questions. “Why did this happen?” “Why didn’t God heal so-and-so?” “How could God …”
Honestly, this woman was endlessly patient. She didn’t have all of the answers but she did have the most important one. “No one knows why things happen the way they do, but we do know that God loves us.” We may not understand everything, but we can know that. God loves us.