Bonjour Belle
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- Posted: Tue, 04 Nov 2014 00:53:28 +0000
On Friday night, my girlfriend's 10 year old cousin went trick or treating. On Saturday morning, he collapsed and was later pronounced brain dead after doctors found a tumor on his lungs that had prevented oxygen from getting to his brain and other vital organs. Hours after that, he was taken off life support and died. Today, I find myself mourning for him, my girlfriend, and her incredible family who are facing the most difficult time of their lives. They are very religious Catholics and I promised them I would pray for the family's strength and peace. I don't pray. I was baptized a Methodist but have not been to a church since my mother passed away when I was six. My family is not religious and I have always had a complicated relationship with God. But in light of recent events, I have found myself praying with all my might and feeling so conflicted. I am friends with my girlfriend's aunt on Facebook and when I see people comment, "God needed another angel so he took your son home to Him", I get SO angry. I want to yell and scream at those people and ask them how the ******** they came to that conclusion. What God takes a ten year old boy? Or a mother from a six year old? I am so angry... but at the same time, I have this tremendous urge to find faith. I recently reached out to the Minister of the Protestant chapter on my campus and we are going to meet either today or tomorrow just to talk. All day, I have been introspecting about religion and God and what it all means but I haven't found any answers. I feel like I'm going crazy. I know we often turn to religion in times of need or crisis, but I have never really had that comfort and it has never really been a priority for me until now. Part of making this thread was just to vent, but I'm open to and curious about other people's experiences with loss and faith, maybe to help me figure out my own.