Just last night, my heart just sank whenever I enter the room of my Filipino rectal cancer patient. His bowels came out continuously from his excoriated behind. He screamed in pain whenever the bowels came in contact with the wounds on his buttocks, and whenever he needed to be cleaned. His pain relievers just did not do their wonders.
I sometimes ask God why He allows pain and suffering in this world – why others need to undergo very difficult trials in their lives.
Searching for an answer, I found this story in my inbox, forwarded by a cousin who now works in Canada. I think this is one of the best explanations that I have seen why God allows pain and suffering.
I sat down with my patient when I found the time during the wee hours of the night shift. He said that he’s been battling with his cancer for almost half of his life. He’s fifty-six years old, and so I could just imagine how much this man has gone through.
But despite all these pain, he still manages to think about his family in the Philippines – how he could possibly send money to his children who are still studying in college. He still thinks about sending support to one of his son, who has dropped out from school and got married without his knowledge.
He may not know it, but he has become an inspiration of courage and faith to me.