Some of my most enjoyable conversations over the past two-plus decades have centered on the question, “How can you believe in a God who allows bad things to happen to good people?” In fact, some of my favorite convos have been with those who disagree with me over this question—not because I’m super smart or persuasive, but because I’ve lived at the crossroads of suffering and faith for so long, I welcome the chance to talk about the elephant in the room (and the pain behind the question).