Sometimes we don’t get a “yes” answer to our prayer, and the “why” sometimes has to wait until we get to Heaven. I know that’s not real comforting right now, and some things are so painful that no words can really help. When I was going through one of those experiences in my life, a friend gave me a greeting card with a poem on it. It’s entitled “Why?”, written by the late Jack Hyles, a pastor.
Here it is, and hopefully it gives you comfort, too:
I have sat beside a tiny crib,
And watched a baby die,
As parents slowly turned to me
To ask, “oh, Pastor, why?”
I’ve held the youthful husband’s head
And felt death’s sting as sigh.
A widow looks through tears and says
"Dear pastor, tell me why."
I’ve seen a gold star mother weep
And hold a picture nigh
Her lonely breast and softly whisper
"Why, Pastor, why?"
I’ve walked away from babyland
Where stillborn babies lie,
A mother stretches empty arms
And asks me, “Pastor, why?”
I’ve watched my drunken father leave
Our home and say "Goodbye"
While looking into Mother’s face
I asked, “Please tell me why?”
I’ve heard a white-tipped tapping cane
Which leads a blinded eye,
And then a darkened, lonely voice
Cries, “Pastor, show me why.”
I’ve caught a fiance’s burning tears
And heard her lonely cry;
She held an unused wedding gown
And shouted, “Oh, Pastor, why?”
I’ve heard a cancer patient say
"Tis gain for me to die,"
Then look into his daughter’s face,
And mutely whisper, “Why?”
I’ve seen my mother stand beside
Two tiny graves and cry,
And though she never let me know,
I knew she wondered why.
I’ve heard an orphan say
Who gazed into the sky,
“Though Mom and Dad have gone away,
My pastor will know why.”
I tiptoed to my Father’s throne
So timid and so shy,
To say, “Dear God, some of your own
Are wanting to know why.”
I heard Him say to tenderly,
"Their tears I’ll gladly dry;
Though they must look through faith today,
Tomorrow they’ll know why.
If today they know the reasons,
That their hopes have gone awry,
In Heaven they will miss the joy
Of hearing me tell why."
And so I’ve found it pleases Him
When I can testify,
“I’ll trust my Lord to do what’s best
And wait to find out ‘why’.”