There just isn't much hope among these pages.  When I went through this with my husbands passing I had a breakdown. The one thought that terrified me was that I would not be strong enough to do this …

There just isn't much hope among these pages. 

When I went through this with my husbands passing I had a breakdown. The one thought that terrified me was that I would not be strong enough to do this again. (My husbands death was the first trauma I could not bounce back from...not the first one I've endured) I was right. Everyone around me tells me how strong I am but it is all a facade. I keep looking every day for a reason, an answer, just a straw of the value of living through and enduring such pain. Christ endured enormous pain...but then he died. His pain went away. I do not devalue his contribution...I do not mock the savior...I just question my life and it's value to me. 

So, I never get over this pain...my pieced together heart never really heals...my life moves on day by day in fear, waiting for more pain. Because it will happen. I am really rooting for a lobotomy. 

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Comment by Eva Van on May 26, 2014 at 3:33pm

Religion is based on faith....faith is the act of " believing is seeing" you practice a principle whereby to prove the Lords words.  You perform priciples to see the results. It is an imperative tenet for as we were born we passed through a veil which took all remembrance of the heavens from us. This Earth practices "Seeing is believing". The principle of "He can change" says one friend, but the other (always supportive) says, "I'll believe it when I see it." Once we see if for ourselves we believe it. 

I am just lost on what I need the strength for. I can not see the value to me...or of me for that matter. I know others around me Love me as I love my daughter. After the many traumas the definitions change for certain words, values change, needs change. I don't want strength for another dark day...I don't want to endure more pain. Though time in Heaven passes in the twinkling of an eye...it is not so here. Here on an earthly realm where the days you are in anguish pass to the ticking of the seconds. Long and wearying.

Those around me who love me give me the same delight as did my daughter. But I am at a point where I would rather wait for them in the Heavens where "there is no pain" and "time passes in the twinkling of an eye"...I wonder if there is a place in Heaven where those who are exhausted and damaged on Earth may recover from their time here?

I just feel now, at this point in my life that I have endured much torture. Not due to the human frailties of alchohol, drugs, or consequences of disobeying law...but from the consequences of being born on this planet.   

So though I have Faith that God can give me strength....my question now is why? If all is right in Heaven, why do I need strength here ?

Comment by Brenda Ann on May 26, 2014 at 9:36am

Eva,

     I think sometimes we have the misguided feeling that we should be a "ROCK" or an island unto ourselves. Do you remember Simon & Garfunkell's song, ""I Am A Rock"? The song infers that if we never love and never have friends, then we will never feel pain or cry.

"I Am A Rock"

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

     While it is true that we feel terribly alone when we lose someone we love and especially when we have one tragedy after the other, as you have. Yet, if we were a rock or an island having and needing no other human, then we truly would be a dried up desert where even we could not live.

     Truth is the opposite of the song. We need each other and others need us. You have loved and lost, and are rich because even though you have been devastated by the loss, you are rich because of the time you have had with them. Now for the person who left you without support when you needed it most, Eva, that is a reflection of the desert she is within.  I will never understand whatever reasoning motivated the actions she took but I do know that no person should be treated like that. You are not like her - you have value to me, your friends, and most of all to God.

     Lean on God for strength. Fear can only leave us because of his love. God gives us hope for the future. Please read this article - it really helps: LINK to CAN ANYONE SEE THE FUTURE?     Please read the first two articles in this magazine, I hope it helps . . .

Brenda

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