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So this crazy thing appears in my newsfeed. I'm posting it beneath the cut, if I can. I am resisting the powerful urge to add to it. Also to make the connection between this post and the same person's previous post claiming that "guns are not the problem." It may sound stupid, but I have been pained all day by my friend's posting about guns. I have done some reading (a little) about gun control, the stats on countries with strict regulations, all that. I also spent something like an hour typing up my thoughts about our national love affair with the gun, but then did not post those thoughts anywhere because they are probably not all that new or interesting. But it's strange how painful I find these posts by my conservative friend-- an old friend really, not someone close or intimate, but someone I generally think well of. Or did. My father, who I loved and respected, did not think regulating guns was the solution to gun violence. And the statistics do not all support gun regulation either, Norway's recent horror on the island providing a case in point. So I am open to mixed views of the issue. I mean, there is *some* truth to the tired old saw about it being people who kill people....
But denying that guns play any role in a SHOOTING? As my beloved mentor said, "Guns may not be the only cause for a shooting, but they sure help." And to be so one-sided about it! It hurts me to read it. It bothered me all day. As though there were a fight taking place in my own family.
This thing that so annoyed me, it really makes a mockery of religion, among other things.
Here is it.
Me: God, can I ask You a question?
God: Sure
Me: Promise You won't get mad
God: I promise
Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late
God: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start
God: Okay
Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait
God: Huummm
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call
God: All right
Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my
feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!!
Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?
God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one
of My Angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that
Me (humbled): OH
GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on
your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.
Me: (ashamed
God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I
didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to
miss work.
Me (embarrassed):Okay
God: Your phone went
dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness
about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so
you would be covered.
Me (softly): I see God
God: Oh
and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out
all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be
in the dark.
Me: I'm Sorry God
God: Don't be sorry, just learn to Trust Me.... in All things , the Good & the bad.
Me: I will trust You.
God: And don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.
Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, Thank You for Everything today.
God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children...
REPOST if you Believe in HIM ♥
Resisting a mighty urge to add to this tidy little narrative.
The next person in line to see God steps up.
Next Person: Gosh, you know, I had a bad day too.
God: I'm sorry to hear that.
NP: I went to school today and a crazed gunman blasted into the building and killed me and everyone in my classroom with his semi automatic rifle.
God: Don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.
NP: I don't get that. Is it because I'm only six? Because my plan was to get through the school day and then go home and play Nintendo and have dinner with my family.
God: You can't always know the ways I am looking after My Children.
NP: Really.
God: Oh yes. It's all part of my Plan for you.
NP: Really. Because my plan seemed pretty good. And your plan kind of sucks.
But denying that guns play any role in a SHOOTING? As my beloved mentor said, "Guns may not be the only cause for a shooting, but they sure help." And to be so one-sided about it! It hurts me to read it. It bothered me all day. As though there were a fight taking place in my own family.
This thing that so annoyed me, it really makes a mockery of religion, among other things.
Here is it.
Me: God, can I ask You a question?
God: Sure
Me: Promise You won't get mad
God: I promise
Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late
God: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start
God: Okay
Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait
God: Huummm
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call
God: All right
Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my
feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!!
Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?
God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one
of My Angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that
Me (humbled): OH
GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on
your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.
Me: (ashamed
God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I
didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to
miss work.
Me (embarrassed):Okay
God: Your phone went
dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness
about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so
you would be covered.
Me (softly): I see God
God: Oh
and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out
all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be
in the dark.
Me: I'm Sorry God
God: Don't be sorry, just learn to Trust Me.... in All things , the Good & the bad.
Me: I will trust You.
God: And don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.
Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, Thank You for Everything today.
God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children...
REPOST if you Believe in HIM ♥
Resisting a mighty urge to add to this tidy little narrative.
The next person in line to see God steps up.
Next Person: Gosh, you know, I had a bad day too.
God: I'm sorry to hear that.
NP: I went to school today and a crazed gunman blasted into the building and killed me and everyone in my classroom with his semi automatic rifle.
God: Don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.
NP: I don't get that. Is it because I'm only six? Because my plan was to get through the school day and then go home and play Nintendo and have dinner with my family.
God: You can't always know the ways I am looking after My Children.
NP: Really.
God: Oh yes. It's all part of my Plan for you.
NP: Really. Because my plan seemed pretty good. And your plan kind of sucks.