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My mother's dog gave birth to 4 whelps yesterday at 2:00 am, Tuesday morning

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[cquin]

Appropriate music selection.
Perhaps these feelings came not from a loss of faith but from the lack of enthusiasm regarding the subject matter. While I would be saddened at such a sight, I don't think it would move me to tears and it especially wouldn't cause me to gush out some inspiring sermon.

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Were you inspired?
Were you really?

[cquin]

Pardon?

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Also, the feelings weren't a result of the puppy's death, but of my inability to say something consoling to my sister and to speak with God.

[girl_in_shotgun]

it seems the older we get and the more consumed with meaningless bullshit details in our lives we become, the more faded our faith becomes. I've noticed it in myself as well. I never know what to say, not even to God. [[I realized this first at a friend's funeral when I couldn't even find the words to pray with]]

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...where have you been?

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Also:
that was a beautiful passage.