A Speeding Accident

Days ago, my granddaughter Nour fell off her bicycle. The little ones do not grow up without the older ones decreasing! When she talked to her grandmother on FaceTime, she was wearing a mask. This was not the first time we see her following this tradition of the world imposed by the oppressive pandemic. We were not surprised by her. Then, she uncovered her face, the pearl that had broken! Her father was present with her. He took care of clarifying what had happened. In short, like him, the girl is a daredevil! He said: “a speeding accident”! He did not grumble nor accuse God of anything, but rather he thanked Him for His mercy on us. It is not our culture to blame God for the consequences of our failures! Man is a being who is broken and repaired. Yesterday, I asked “Nour” whether she will ride her bicycle again. She answered confidently: “of course”! This is the confidence of the beloved human being. Nothing, like love, raises us from every stumble!