Things happen, as the saying sort of goes. We live in a world where babies are left in dumpsters, kids are molested, towers fall.
But at the end of the sleepless night, what will you say about it all?
That God doesn't really care? That He gave up on us a long time ago?
Or, that, because all of this, God's people are given a chance to stand tall for Him? To acknowledge that God still reigns, that He heals, that He provides, that He does care? Will you sing with me How Great Is Our God, and thank Him for never leaving us alone through it all?