life, death, random musings, making sense?

Right here at the end of the year, I am unsettled by the tragic deaths of young people. I often struggle with death-especially when it seems as if the wicked, like Robert Mugabe continue to live and destroy so many lives. And then, in an instant some-one is killed, some-one who still love passionately, who are humble, who stil had so much to offer. I don't know how to make sense of it all, to be honest.

Perhaps, we will never be able to fathom the mysteries of life, death, love, evil, ect. Perhaps we are created to often stand at the edge of non-sense, to be able to find meaning beyond our own logical systems, and intellectual abilities.