I love this picture and desperately want to go back to that moment when all was good with the world and my life! The agony in my soul just won't go away..........where is the sense of it all? If God loves me (and I know that He does) why would He let this happen? If God wants to heal my broken heart why would He let it be broken in the first place? The power of God and the compassion of God seem to be in direct conflict with each other. As I draw closer to Him looking for the answer, I realize that I might not ever really know. That is perplexing too!