psychotic for Lenten, day 41 & what’s left of my faith (testimony of faith)
With all the crap going on in my life, my faith has shifted (no surprise). As such, this is my new testimony of faith.
- I believe in a God who’s missing and allows my sick child to suffer. How many more seizures can an eleven-year-old have before his brain turns to mush? Does my boy need to have a major seizure that stops his breathing or, worse yet, his heart in order for you to do something?
- I struggle with my limited faith, now even more.
- Where in the fuck is God when He sees my son have another seizure or has to go to another and some other hospital? I don’t have anything better to say.