Angry, I gain nothing
I was extremely vexed and devastated when I heard the doctor's words: "Your father has about a month to live." Doesn't God love us enough? Doesn't He know that I still need daddy in my life? Then I realized... I gain nothing by being angry with God. The day I said "come into my heart," I made a pact with God, to love him and worship Him in good times and bad times. With a bleeding heart and through clenched teeth, I praised Him while tears rained down my cheeks, my ear pressed against my dad's chest while he struggled for his last breaths, I cried out the words of Job: "The Lord has given, the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord." And God answered, "My child, never have you given a sweeter offering of praise than you did now." I don't understand why my dad died, but I do understand that if I fight with God, I will only block the blessings He has for me out of my life, and live an angry and bitter life.
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