What is God thinking?

I don't think God is going to be very pleased with me, 67 + years from now, when I arrive at His pearly gates and demand to know his rationale behind giving out children to parents. I think this subject is so dear to my heart for two different reasons. My first reason is professional. Each day when I see so many of those ragamuffins pour down our hallway, my heart just breaks. So many of our children come from parents who couldn't care less about their basic needs. Many of them receive two warm meals at school, and eat junk until they return the next morning. Their once white t-shirts slowly gray as the year goes by, a prophetic symbol of their lives. I often find myself at odds with what my heart feels and what my head thinks. My head says that these third graders need to learn to meet their needs if their parents aren't going to. Things like brushing their teeth, taking a shower, packing their mittens and boots. But my heart says that as a third grader most of them are merely 8 or 9 years old. They are just little kids. They are supposed to be chasing each other on the playground playing Star Wars or acting like horses. And yet God saw these hoodlums (parents) fit to take care of His children.

The second reason this is so dear is personal. For some reason God has chosen many of my dear friends to struggle with the woes of infertility. People who love Him and serve Him. People who are educated, hard-working, deep-rooted. People who not only have the monetary capacity, but the mental capacity, to truly raise children in His word. I don't get it - I just don't get it. Why does God continue time and again to bless so many people with children when they don't take care of the ones they have?

This is one area where I really struggle to understand what God has planned. While it is really hard to sit back and watch my girlfriends melt into tears with each menstrual cycle that shouldn't have come....it is even harder to stand on the street corner each night and watch my "kids" leave with parents who seldom seem happy to see them. I am sure that God will have a very good response when I ask Him my question, as He knows my heart and will have had many years to prepare a solid explanation. In the meantime, I will pray for my girlfriends who dearly want children, and for the parents who have children they don't really want.

(And if you added up the years, I have every intention of living to be over 100 years old!)