For the first 15-20 years of my life, I had unquestioned faith in my gods. Even in this time when my faith and belief was at its purest, I never felt anything special or magical or as you would describe it, the presence of God. Every day in school, I would thank God for the food we were eating, and pray to keep us strong and healthy. Yet, I always fell sick every year. Be it a small flu, a fever or chicken pox, it didn't help. I would pray to God to keep my family safe. Yet, when I was 9, my father died.
Now tell me again why I should believe that prayers work?
As sad as the death of your father is, Jesus earthly Father died when he was twelve yet he went on and continued his mission. Each human being on this planet has his own path , they are born alone and die alone. The in between time and relationships are part of not only their growth but the others around them, when a death like that occurs as much as we don't want to realize it, it is a time for refection not only on the life of the person who past but also on our own mortality. It is to take stock of how we are living our life and how we would want to. To show you one example of the many instances in my life, I will tell you a story. My favorite uncle and I were extremely close. My father and him married my mother and her sister on the same day, they moved to this country together with me in tow, they worked together, lived together and opened our family restaurant together. I walked my first steps to him, was with him fishing all the time. About a year and a half ago, he went into the doctors for a stress test, he came home and took a nap. He got up from his nap and said his head was spinning to my aunt and dropped to the ground turning blue. He flat lined 3 times on the way to the hospital and eventually got helicoptered to another hospital were he was in a coma for 9 days and then breathed his last breath, he was 58. We all prayed for his recovery, but in the end it was his time. At first we didn't understand why, but over this past 2 years we have seen my cousin grow into a man, and take over his fathers restaurant , my other cousin finally take control of his life and move forward. These changes happened because of that death, and there are many more, that I'm not listing here.
Another quick telling of a story, my grandfather left italy before I was born and came to america to work for ocean spray, he would send money back to my grandmother and eight children,( they were in extreme poverty ) until he started getting sick, my mother at 16 and aunt at 18 came to america to se him. He eventually died of 7 massive strokes at the age of 44. Since my grandfather passed away here my grandmother got a lone from her, brother and took the rest of the children here to america to bury my grandfather here because we had no money to return him to italy. My grandmother moved my whole family here to the USA. At the time it was a tragedy, now when we look back it was a blessing, our family all had huge opportunities, made a good living , my uncles and aunts all met their respective husbands and wives, our family exploded with children. We all are living a good life. If my grandfather never passed we would never had moved to america, and probably would have had different outcomes in life. I mean my parents moved up their wedding because my grandfather died, who knows if that would have even happened if he didn't. We have come to realize that even if we don't understand God's will it always has a purpose. We believe if we ask for something GOD should give us what we want, but in the end he gives us what we need. Even if at the time it seems unbelievable, painful or even disappointing he knows and sees the entire picture, the infinite now, not just the little time we see or comprehend
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