Friday, September 23, 2011

I Heard Only Silence

My Mom was a little religious, my Dad not at all.
So when she was killed--and my Dad was left in a coma--I didn't have a strong foundation of faith to turn to.
By the time my father was killed--then so many of my friends--all I had left to turn to was anger. It was easier than believing in a God who had let that happen.
But anger solved little and when the world was in crisis--
--I prayed.
I heard only silence.
So I confessed my sins...and realized I had none.
How could someone who tried so hard to be good--did so much for so many people--be asked to endure so much?
...God works in mysterious ways...
- Red Robin #22
by Fabian Nicieza and Freddie Williams II

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