- Dec 4, 2006
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Every summer before he died in Novemer, Dad would takre me with him in his truck and we'd go all over the place. No wonder summer feels so boring this year.
Father's Day stunk too. Not only is it annoying in the sense that if you don't have a dad you're a total outcast, but also because if I recall right the day I gave dad his Father's Day card last year was the day the doctor called with bad news about that tumor. Inhabited this year on Father's Day released a song called "A Song To the Fatherless". It's my favorite song now but at the same tme it makes me cry.
It's not fair. I still don't understand. I'm not ANGRY at God. not at all, just confused. Why now? Dad never got to even see me graduate, and he will never give whoever my first date is the "anything you do to her I do to you" speech like he said he was gonna do.
Dad understood me better than anybody too. I love my mom and all, but our connection just isn't the same as me and Dad's was.
I want him back so bad. I just don't understand why God did this. I had total faith that he was gonna get better. I really did. I beleived that after all the crud I'd been through God wouldn't let any more bad stuff happen to me. It's like I never catch a break. But he just kept getting worse and worse, and then went into the hospice. And November 11th the amount of pain he was in and how sick he looked got to me and I went to the bathroom and just prayed "God, if you're not going to heal him, just take him now." He died at 4pm that day. Would he have lived if I hadn't prayed that? Did God punish me for my impatience? I wish I was one of those super faith Christians that had no doubt and could raise somebody from the dead like it was nothing. I wish I had the strength to just say "be healed" and watched the reast of his body and soul magically come back from the cremated ashes. Or at least I wish I knew somebody who could do that. By the power of the holy spirit I mean, I refuse to resort to witchcraft when it comes to this issue. Dad wouldn't want that.
Life just feels like a bad dream I'm gonna wake up from when I think about this kinda thing. All that I have left is some of his stuff. I read from his Bible now.
I just don't understand WHY?! WHY WHY WHY?! WHY HIM?! HE HAD JUST BEEN SAVED IN JANUARY!! HE CoULD HAVE DONE SOME AMAZING THINGS FOR THE WORLD! Was he even doing God's will? Wat if he didn't make it to heaven?! If he didn't I don't know how I'm going to cope. I WANT MY DAD BACK.
Father's Day stunk too. Not only is it annoying in the sense that if you don't have a dad you're a total outcast, but also because if I recall right the day I gave dad his Father's Day card last year was the day the doctor called with bad news about that tumor. Inhabited this year on Father's Day released a song called "A Song To the Fatherless". It's my favorite song now but at the same tme it makes me cry.
It's not fair. I still don't understand. I'm not ANGRY at God. not at all, just confused. Why now? Dad never got to even see me graduate, and he will never give whoever my first date is the "anything you do to her I do to you" speech like he said he was gonna do.
Dad understood me better than anybody too. I love my mom and all, but our connection just isn't the same as me and Dad's was.
I want him back so bad. I just don't understand why God did this. I had total faith that he was gonna get better. I really did. I beleived that after all the crud I'd been through God wouldn't let any more bad stuff happen to me. It's like I never catch a break. But he just kept getting worse and worse, and then went into the hospice. And November 11th the amount of pain he was in and how sick he looked got to me and I went to the bathroom and just prayed "God, if you're not going to heal him, just take him now." He died at 4pm that day. Would he have lived if I hadn't prayed that? Did God punish me for my impatience? I wish I was one of those super faith Christians that had no doubt and could raise somebody from the dead like it was nothing. I wish I had the strength to just say "be healed" and watched the reast of his body and soul magically come back from the cremated ashes. Or at least I wish I knew somebody who could do that. By the power of the holy spirit I mean, I refuse to resort to witchcraft when it comes to this issue. Dad wouldn't want that.
Life just feels like a bad dream I'm gonna wake up from when I think about this kinda thing. All that I have left is some of his stuff. I read from his Bible now.
I just don't understand WHY?! WHY WHY WHY?! WHY HIM?! HE HAD JUST BEEN SAVED IN JANUARY!! HE CoULD HAVE DONE SOME AMAZING THINGS FOR THE WORLD! Was he even doing God's will? Wat if he didn't make it to heaven?! If he didn't I don't know how I'm going to cope. I WANT MY DAD BACK.