Why?

Many times we walk away with the question across our lips,
"why did this happen, why?"
We may never know, or maybe we will.
....
I walk across the street onto the gravel trail that leads toward the dog park. One hand holding the leash of my dog. Again, the words press across my lips, "why?".
The previous day I'd found out that my great-grandfather had passed away. He was in good health. My great-grandmother, had passed on seven years prior. The passing of his (my grandfathers) beloved wife had clenched a in-removable wish in his life that couldn't be changed, unless he gave his heart to God.
He didn't think of anyone else, except himself in that moment. 
It only took one moment.
He didn't think of his example that he would set for his, family and friends.
It only took one moment.
He didn't think of the hurt that his Heavenly Father took for him.
It only took one moment.
...
I must not dwell on these things though.
In this time of grief, it's a time of happiness also.
 For life. For Him.
Just the glimpse of the Son of God dying for me. For you. Gives me strength enough to bare the pains of death. To know that Jesus died for us, gives me hope.
Just the glimpse of the Father of man coming with ten thousands of angels, for me. For you. Gives me strength just enough to keep pressing on. To know that Jesus thought of me (and you) to go home with Him, gives me faith.
I opened the gate, entering into the park I stood for a moment pondering the scene.
"If he gave his life to Him... I hope." I hope.
I smile. I know He will take the reigns, and guide.
My dog looked up at me, with pleading eyes for me to let the the leash go loose from the collar.
So why did this happen?
I don't know. But what I do know is that God gave life to us for a reason.
Why put it away for our own purposes?
With Him in our lives we won't. We won't. 

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right handthere are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11