Is God Good? (Pack Of 25)

I remember the day as a sunny, summer Brazilian one. My wife, Denalyn, and I were spending the afternoon with our friends Paul and Debbie. Their house was a welcome relief. We lived close to downtown Rio de Janeiro in a high-rise apartment. Paul and Debbie lived an hour away from the city center in a nice house where the air was cooler, the streets were cleaner, and life was calmer. Besides, they had a swimming pool. Our two-year-old daughter, Jenna, loved to play with their kids. And that is exactly what she was doing when she fell. We didn?t intend to leave the children unattended. We had stepped into the house for just a moment to fill our plates. We were chatting and chewing when Paul and Debbie?s four-year-old walked into the room and casually told her mom, ?Jenna fell in the pool.? We exploded out the door. Jenna was flopping in the water, wearing neither floaties nor a life jacket. Paul reached her first. He jumped in and lifted her up to Denalyn. Jenna coughed and cried for a minute, and just like that she was fine. Tragedy averted. Daughter safe. Imagine our gratitude!We immediately circled up the kids, offered a prayer, and sang a song of thanks. For the remainder of the day, our feet didn?t touch the ground, and Jenna didn?t leave our arms. Even driving home, I was thanking God. In the rearview mirror I could see Jenna sound asleep in her car seat, and I offered yet another prayer: God, you are so good. Then a question surfaced in my

Lucado, Max