If God loves me, then why did He let this happen?
There is no one we wrestle more than ourselves. We live by faith to the extent we are willing to wrestle our own inner pain, insecurity, and fear.
Life can be overwhelming. How can God expect us to be spiritual people when we have to spend so much time in the "least spiritual" places?
Faith is like wrestling. God is less concerned with us believing or doing the right things; what more matters is not letting go.