I have been pondering this over in my brain while tinkering around the house and these thoughts came to me.  I was very accepting when I was told I had cancer.  I accepted this was God's plan for my life.  What I had a near impossible time accepting was the chronic condition that resulted from the cancer treatments I now have &amp; will possibly have for the rest of my life.  Wether it be the failure of those around us or the failure of our bodies, there comes a time when we need to do a little wrestling with God.  I ddi not walk away unscathed from wrestling God, but what I have learned is that ultimately it is not about me, but it is about Christ and his deep love for me.  If his eye is on the sparrow, it must also be on me.  Suffering makes us self-centric. I still struggle daily with that, but being compassionate, loving, forgiving brings it back to God.  It is not just about being whole, it is about also being holy.