Have you ever had something occur in your life that you know was intended, that there was a purpose for where you were at the exact time of an occurrence that makes no sense, except that you know you were supposed to be there?
I hate those. Especially when it is an upsetting situation.
I just had one of them. And I find myself stuck. I want desperately to know why I was there at that time, why I had to witness that. Part of me is angry about it. Furiously demanding to know why I had to face that. Another part of me does not want to know anything about it.
I find myself avoiding praying to God about myself and the state I am in because I am so unsure.
Have you ever been there before?