It Doesn't Seem Fair

One of my sisters is going through a rough time. Again. It seems bad luck follows her around like a rabid dog. Just when things start to look up, she gets knocked down and bruised all over again. Bitten in the ass, so to speak.

I can't tell you how much it breaks my heart.

I'd like to wave a magic wand and fix everything for her. But I can't. Some problems are beyond the scope of good intentions. All I can do is listen and be there for her. And pray. Pray that God has a reason for hitting her with blow after blow. Pray that God will reward her greatly for all her trials and tribulations.

I just wish He'd hurry up about it.