Where is God in all this?

I really struggled with how to express my experience of our mission trip.  I think the most revealing for me was me!   Why do people have to live in cow manure mixed with clay huts and suffer from HIV?

It is not fair that a daughter is basically sold for cows to be a second wife to a man that has HIV, more over infecting her and two children born through that arrangement. 

I had the sober experience to visit her with social worker and other members of the Hospice team.  We walked from the road overlooking the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen and walked to this Lady’s hut.  She was most welcoming and was provided her supply of medicine.  Through her interpreter she indicated that her Husband had died of AIDS and her youngest child had died and begged for the Hospice worker to help her tell her 12 year old daughter she was also infected.  I had all I could do to not break.  When we got back to the vehicle I blurted out “Where’s God in all this!”  Silence!  Then last Sunday when I was reading the bulletin for the Youth there it was “Where is God in all this”.  I finally realized that I should be asking “Where am I for God in all This”.  We are so blessed and we take so much for granted.  What can I do to make a difference in any circumstance for God’s purpose?

 Howard Kemnitz