When my now 10 year old daughter was, at only 18 months old, diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy, I hit a depression so dark it truly horrifies me today. Thank you, God, for Paxil and therapy!
My therapist was a Christian Lady, and one day we were discussing my anger with God. She asked if I felt like He'd broken a promise to me, and I said yes.
Then she said, "But He didn't. He's keeping His promise. He never promised that life would be good, or easy. In fact, He promised that it would be hard, thorns and brambles, that we would have to work and struggle for everything on this Earth. This is the Devil's playground, and it is ugly, mean, and hard. Life will only be easy and good in Heaven - THAT'S the promise. Here we have to just learn to cope and adapt. Bad things are going to happen, even to babies."
That has stuck with me all this time, and it continues to help.
My therapist was a Christian Lady, and one day we were discussing my anger with God. She asked if I felt like He'd broken a promise to me, and I said yes.
Then she said, "But He didn't. He's keeping His promise. He never promised that life would be good, or easy. In fact, He promised that it would be hard, thorns and brambles, that we would have to work and struggle for everything on this Earth. This is the Devil's playground, and it is ugly, mean, and hard. Life will only be easy and good in Heaven - THAT'S the promise. Here we have to just learn to cope and adapt. Bad things are going to happen, even to babies."
That has stuck with me all this time, and it continues to help.
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