I was still doing my theological studies then and was living on a shoe-string budget (if any). Hence, I tried to be as thrifty as I could. It was one of those occasion when my parents were staying over at my Yishun apartment (where I used to live) for a while. I was to accompany my mother to the National University Hospital (NUH) for her medical appointment. She had just suffered a stroke which affected her left limbs. She could walk by herself but not very steady. I can't even remember if she had started using a walking stick then.
Taking a taxi would have been the most convenient way to get to the NUH. But to save some money, I decided that we would take a taxi to the nearest MRT station (then it was only available from Yio Chu Kang Station) and use the train. Unfortunately, just as we were about to get out of the taxi, my mum fell and fractured her wrist!
You can't imagine how I felt. I've never forgiven myself. My mum was never angry with me but I was. Needless to say, I was subsequently angry with God too. Did he not promised in Psalm 121:
He will not let your foot slip - he who watches over you will not
slumber.... The Lord watches over you - the Lord is your shade at your right hand; the sun will not harm your by day, nor by the moon by night. The Lord will keep you from all harm - he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.
This was to mark the beginning of the end for mum that stretch 12 painful years. Where's God? Was it wrong or naive of me to expect a miracle from Yahweh?
I know there are others worse off. But should I take comfort at the expense of other's more grave miseries? Where's God for these people anyway?
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