Life rarely asks for our permission before the winds begin to howl. One moment, the waters are calm, the path is clear, and our footing feels secure. The next, the horizon darkens, the waves rise, and we find ourselves standing in a gale of our own making or caught in the unexplainable squalls of a journey we never asked to take. In those breathless, disorienting moments, a single heavy question rises above the roar of the wind and echoes in our souls: Why this storm?   We live in a fa...