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Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good Looking People?

I ask the question because it directly concerns me. After all, if I wasn't cursed with such rugged good looks, then maybe I wouldn't need the answer so badly. Of course, because I care for all of God's people, I'd still want to know.

So why do bad things happen to good looking people? We may never truly know, but more people seem to take looks out of the equation and ask why bad things happen to good people. As one of my leaders discussed this with the teens on Sunday night admitted, perhaps we should shorten the question to; why do bad things happen?

After all, Jesus told us that no is good but God alone and Paul affirmed many times that all of us are sinful. So to define a good person is to ask an entirely different question. But bad things? Well, that can be explained by sin, the world-wide disease for which there is only One cure.

Delightfully tucked away in the prophets, though, is a great reason that God has given us to ease our wondering.

The righteous perish,
and no one takes it to heart;
the devout are taken away,
and no one understands
that the righteous are taken away
to be spared from evil.
Those who walk uprightly
enter into peace;
they find rest as they lie in death. ~Isaiah 57:1-2

Sure, we talk about how loved ones are in a better place, but let's face it. It's not just where they are, but where they aren't. A quick glance at Twitter or Facebook will tell you there is plenty of drama here that would best be left behind.

Of course, this may not answer the meaning behind those who suffer and still remain here. I suppose for that we have to go back and be content that bad things happen because there's sin in the world. But buck up, little campers, Jesus has brought the cure!

That really should be enough, whether or not you have devastatingly good looks like me or not.

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