Hi all,
Good to be here. I used to be a christian through and through but lately I thin ki've lost my faith. I find myself questioning more and more why god would do the things he's done to me.
First incident was probably about six months ago. My grandmother died in a freak car accident in which her winshield was smashed and a chunk of glass got stuck i nher head, and i'm certain it was not her time. She was taken from me and I am still bitter about it.
The second thing that made me think was when i was tryin gto find a job. I'm fresh out of high school so I don't have much experience. Now i'm not a stupid guy but how in the heck do i not get accepted into mcdonalds or burger king?? And idiot can work there..except me apparently. Then i tried aplying for other less mentally "demanding" jobs. I tried to get into some landscaping but i'm too weak and they take one look at me and say heck no...this guy couldn't lift a feather. Finally i got a job beign a janitor. A lowly stinky janitor at a old folks home. And that ain't pretty.
So i'm here to try and find my way back if some people can help convince me that there is a god and that he's not spiting me.
anyway...I'll be around. Talk to y'all later.
Good to be here. I used to be a christian through and through but lately I thin ki've lost my faith. I find myself questioning more and more why god would do the things he's done to me.
First incident was probably about six months ago. My grandmother died in a freak car accident in which her winshield was smashed and a chunk of glass got stuck i nher head, and i'm certain it was not her time. She was taken from me and I am still bitter about it.
The second thing that made me think was when i was tryin gto find a job. I'm fresh out of high school so I don't have much experience. Now i'm not a stupid guy but how in the heck do i not get accepted into mcdonalds or burger king?? And idiot can work there..except me apparently. Then i tried aplying for other less mentally "demanding" jobs. I tried to get into some landscaping but i'm too weak and they take one look at me and say heck no...this guy couldn't lift a feather. Finally i got a job beign a janitor. A lowly stinky janitor at a old folks home. And that ain't pretty.
So i'm here to try and find my way back if some people can help convince me that there is a god and that he's not spiting me.
anyway...I'll be around. Talk to y'all later.