There are a few things that really get me. Not a lot makes me mad, some things irratate me, but overall...I rarely get angry...right now I'm angry. There are two things I've learned to hate. The first is this: Don't tell me God doesn't give me things I can't handle...so I should be just fine. As far as I'm concerned that is a load of crap. Daily...DAILY He allows things to plague our lives that level us, bring us to our knees, flat on our faces only to be there begging Him to pick us up. Who ever said that? Did you think it was scriptural? Because it's not. When Jesus was tempted in the desert He said that God does not allow us to be tempted beyond what we can handle. That is nothing compared to getting the worse blow of our lives and wondering how on earth we are going to survive this one. Well...we don't. I think that's the whole point. Knowing when we can not, without the Fathers power, make it one more day. We submit to total devistation and we pray, and we cry and we scream and we expect for God to pick us up. Why? Because He said He would. Now THAT is scriptural.
Psalm 34:17
The righteous cry out, and the LORD hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles
Psalm 55:17
Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice
My second thing: there is not a nerve in my body that would ever begin to compare our losing Isaac with a parent to who has lost a child they have had at home with them for 5 years. What is that? Do you honestly think they are comprable? How is it you could tell someone who just lost their child that you know how they feel because you lost your baby when you were 8 weeks pregnant? Yes, it was probably horrible, it was difficult, yes you loved that baby too...but don't think for a second it is the same. Life is painful. But there are measures of pain. Burning your finger hurts a heck of a lot less than getting third degree burns all over you body. Don't minimize what a friend has just experienced by labeling your story to it thinking you have a margin of a clue about how they feel.
I know I sound angry today. This is not the voice of the woman who is usually full of reason and understanding. I lost that at some point this evening when I read a comment that sent me through the roof. I remember how that felt to have someone compare their tragedy to mine...it's not right. Let the person grieve and understand...you don't know how they feel unless you too...just lost a 5 year old boy to brain cancer.
On another note...I'm so ready for Him to take us home. I'm so weary fo this world we live in and this is the promise I'm holding on to today:
Isaiah 65:20
"Never again will there be in it an infant who lives but a few days, or an old man who does not live out his years"
1 comment:
I can hear the anger and frustration in you words. I myself is someone who is guily of saying I know how you feel and as well a person who has said He would not give it to you if you couldn't handle it. I said those two things for the last time just over two years ago, when I realized probably I don't know unless I too have walked that same path. And I am wrong when I say that people can handle it. Because then we would not need God. I do know if He brught you to it, whatever IT may be, He will bring you through it. IT is weird though how you think what you are saying is helping and sometimes it hurts more then anything. I love the verses that you put with your anger thoughts. So powerful. Darren and I will be sending our love and our prayers to your family and his family, and all he touched. In hope that you all find peace and that your hurting hearts will be healed.
So much love, and God Bless
Jessica Olguin
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