Suffering Jesus..

Nov 14, 2005 05:35

My dad wokeup this morning in writhing like he has been in the past several months. Its so hard to watch. I think I am lucky and proud enough to say that my father has been my superhero, he's the man who knows EVERYTHING! hes so strong and mighty and wise, but my goodness, what is happening? I am filled with tears. I am utterly helpless to help ( Read more... )

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Wow anonymous November 14 2005, 20:06:07 UTC
Wow Steven

I was clueless that your dad was sick. Let me know what the details are, if you want (email me bill@outofthebloo.com). I will pray for him whether you get back to me or not.

He's blessed that to you he's a superhero. That's every dad's dream.

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Re: Wow lovethelogos November 14 2005, 23:56:18 UTC
Yeah, I'm really lucky both my parents are married, and they love eachother.

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Re: Wow lovethelogos November 14 2005, 23:56:33 UTC
Lucky?

Sorry, Blessed*

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a_train_415 November 14 2005, 21:40:13 UTC
i didn't know all this was going on with your father, steven. i wish i could say anything to make you feel better, but i can't. i love you-- that's the best i can come up with. i'll be praying for you and for your dad.

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lovethelogos November 14 2005, 23:55:54 UTC
thanks man! I love you too

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anonymous November 17 2005, 03:43:23 UTC
I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?"
Why did I cause so much pain?
Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?
Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love?
I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong.
We are not special.
We are not crap or trash, either.
We just are.
We just are, and what happens just happens.
And God says, "No, that's not right."
Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.

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