“…but why me, what did I do to deserve this?” The age-old question stays suspended in clouds of silent stupor wondering and aching for understanding answers lost forever in hazy hallucination. It seems like a pointless question even a trifle self-centered, for suffering so universal is wrapped in mystery. Jolted into a new awareness, I exclaim, “Why not me?!” I slowly harvest the radiant reasons rippling with each grateful breath for health and food, family and friends, walking with God on holy ground. Surrendering to soulful suffering births compassion reaching out to help others locked in crammed closets of despair. The Me moves to We sampling and stumbling with another’s pain, exploring avenues of solace eyes drawn to the Cross a symbol of both suffering and salvation. A double dose of God’s Holy Spirit douses me with fresh courage so, the pity me refrain, “Why me?” soothed by God’s embrace now bravely switches to, “Try me!”