My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me,
so far from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer,
by night, and am not silent.
I've been crying and praying on and off most of the last hour or so...
Please come back.
But nothing.
All is straw.
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Keep hanging in there, sweetie. Things will get better eventually.
Rosa
I'm just down and emo at the moment. Mikey's back tomorrow so that will help but I've gone back to grieving about losing my faith. I think him being in Lourdes and phoning me and telling me people are praying for me has woken up things inside. 40 years of belief is a long time to get over quickly...despite what the "no true christian" people say.
It meant something am I just think I need to let myself grieve for a bit and acknowledge that things will never ever be the same.
Reposting this as it seems to have got lost...
I know it is not about feelings. During the time Tom was ill, I had very little warm fuzzy feelings from anything, including my faith, but I hung onto it for years, despite the dryness, the anger at times, the hopelessness that filled every bone of my being. This is about facts, things I know and there would have to be an experience of some sort to over turn all those things I didn't once know and know now to enable me to believe again. Not an experience of emotion, because, to be frank, I trust that not, but something else- an answer. In the "Formula" thread on GA, INR12 says I haven't "sought" properly. I really don't how what else I can or could do, so my only logical conclusion is that God isn't there.
:(
:hug:
start with love for your family and their love for you :)
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and rember to smile for me once in a while :)
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