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Dear God,
Sorry to bother you again. I just have a few questions about the universe. Like why small children die in freak accidents? What part of your great, eternal plan does that fall under? And why did it have to be someone my sister knew? Isn't life hard enough? Doesn't 11 suck enough for anyone on top of having to learn about grief and sorrow and the difference between suicide and an accident. Why, last night, did I have to crawl in my sister's bed with her and hold her and tell her that it's ok to laugh and cry and smile, and that none of this was her fault, that there isn't a thing in the world she could have done to stop it? Why did she look like a little grown up and very young girl today, in her black pants and coat , all wrapped up in one? Why do you deal hands like this? Why am I so angry? Why did I have a terrible nightmare where I woke up because in my dream I felt like I couldn't breathe.
I am angry, Lord. and I do not know how to stop.
Remember my sister in her hour of need. Give her your grace.
Remember the soul of Bernard Scott Rogers Jr., whom was loved.
Amen
Sorry to bother you again. I just have a few questions about the universe. Like why small children die in freak accidents? What part of your great, eternal plan does that fall under? And why did it have to be someone my sister knew? Isn't life hard enough? Doesn't 11 suck enough for anyone on top of having to learn about grief and sorrow and the difference between suicide and an accident. Why, last night, did I have to crawl in my sister's bed with her and hold her and tell her that it's ok to laugh and cry and smile, and that none of this was her fault, that there isn't a thing in the world she could have done to stop it? Why did she look like a little grown up and very young girl today, in her black pants and coat , all wrapped up in one? Why do you deal hands like this? Why am I so angry? Why did I have a terrible nightmare where I woke up because in my dream I felt like I couldn't breathe.
I am angry, Lord. and I do not know how to stop.
Remember my sister in her hour of need. Give her your grace.
Remember the soul of Bernard Scott Rogers Jr., whom was loved.
Amen