Why did God made the lice?
“People who can’t find answers to life’s questions, scratch their head.” - happy man
It’s one of those questions that even science finds hard to answer. God, I thank you that I’m not the mommy. I was downstairs trying to bust my brain out conceptualizing on a design for a client, when I overheard my two daughters squeeze their mom’s brain juices to answer this zillion-years question. Just a little backgrounder on the invasion of this aliens into my daughter’s hairy head, we just had a new nanny for the kiddos, who happened to be the culprit to bring in all the hordes of parasites. I have no idea how long she stayed out in the sun or which organization she attends to accumulate such grand, heady investments but she did bring those rascals in and into my li’l princesses’s hair. She didn’t stay with us long ‘cause she’s just doing a summer job with us. Sad thing is her li’l disciples don’t wanna go away with their guru.
So there they were one afternoon, bugging mommy why they’re bugged down by these bugs. Mommy MJ, in all her Einstein inspired–Jim Carrey wisdom and wit, tried to come up with an answer. She has to start from the top of the food chain until she reaches the monkey part whose suppose to eat the lice. And then the girls in one voice asked, “Why did God made the lice? No concrete answer satisfied my two future Christian scientists.
God, why did You make the "lice"? Why can’t I loose weight? Why is this "lice" happenning to my business? Some adult I know ask God the same questions too. Why did You make these "lice" happen to me? We have “ lice” in life and some with answers that we can’t find. We just have to work hard to get rid of them trusting Mommy that she’ll do her best to bust them out. Mother knows best.
It’s one of those questions that even science finds hard to answer. God, I thank you that I’m not the mommy. I was downstairs trying to bust my brain out conceptualizing on a design for a client, when I overheard my two daughters squeeze their mom’s brain juices to answer this zillion-years question. Just a little backgrounder on the invasion of this aliens into my daughter’s hairy head, we just had a new nanny for the kiddos, who happened to be the culprit to bring in all the hordes of parasites. I have no idea how long she stayed out in the sun or which organization she attends to accumulate such grand, heady investments but she did bring those rascals in and into my li’l princesses’s hair. She didn’t stay with us long ‘cause she’s just doing a summer job with us. Sad thing is her li’l disciples don’t wanna go away with their guru.
So there they were one afternoon, bugging mommy why they’re bugged down by these bugs. Mommy MJ, in all her Einstein inspired–Jim Carrey wisdom and wit, tried to come up with an answer. She has to start from the top of the food chain until she reaches the monkey part whose suppose to eat the lice. And then the girls in one voice asked, “Why did God made the lice? No concrete answer satisfied my two future Christian scientists.
God, why did You make the "lice"? Why can’t I loose weight? Why is this "lice" happenning to my business? Some adult I know ask God the same questions too. Why did You make these "lice" happen to me? We have “ lice” in life and some with answers that we can’t find. We just have to work hard to get rid of them trusting Mommy that she’ll do her best to bust them out. Mother knows best.
