"Why me, Lord?"

I remember storming into the chapel one morning. I looked up at the Blessed Sacrament and said, "Today is not the day for problems, Lord. I've got a lot of pain and I can't take any more."

I was silent for a while. The Lord was too.

"Why me, Lord?" I finally cried out. "Why me?"

Then I just stared at Him. My eyes were fixed on the Holy Eucharist as if to say, "Well, answer me!"

There was a strange silence.

Then, after a few moments, a gentle Voice answered.

"Yes, Angelica," He said. "And why Me?"

Mother Angelica's Answers, Not Promises