by The Oley School

Created on: July 13, 2008

Can You Tell Me Why?

A little girl sat patiently with a glimmer in her eye.
Waiting oh so patiently for her mother to reply.
"Why is the sky so blue?" She said. Can you tell me why?
"Why are all the stars up there, way up in the sky?"
"Why does the sun shine on the earth? Why do the birdies fly?"
"Can you answer my questions Mommy? Can you tell me why?"

Her Mommy lifted up her chin and said, "God makes things happen here."

"He made the trees and you and me and all the things we hold so dear."
"God made all these beautiful things so we don't live in fear."
"He made them so that we would know that he is always near."
"He made the stars, he made the grass, and he made the rivers run clear."
"God made all these beautiful things you see, because he loves us dear."

The little girl began to frown, a tear formed in her eye.
She looked her Mommy in the face and then began to cry.
"If God made all these things, the stars up in the sky."
"If he gave the birdies wings so we could see them fly."
"If he did this because he loves us so, then can you tell me why?"
"Mommy, can you tell me why? Why did he make my Daddy die?"

Her Mommy held her breath, these words she hoped to never hear.
Coming from the tiny lips of the little girl she holds so dear.
She gathered her composure and held her daughter near.
"Well my darling," she said calmly as she wiped away her tear.
"God needed Daddy up in heaven more than we needed him here."
"One day we will see him again so darling don't you fear."

"Wipe the tears from your face, let's try not to cry."
"I know it's hard but I also know we can do it if we try."
The little girl dried her face and her mother let out a sigh.
"That is why God made the mountains, the mountains way up high."
"If you listen closely, you can hear his voice floating through the sky."
"Daddy sings to you from those mountain tops each and every night."

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