I wrote that previous post sunday night, tuesday night another bomb hit, not a good bomb though.
As I drove home from a very ineffective study session at orchard valley coffee, I saw my parents driving away, and they were driving away to the hospital because my dad's doctor called and said his blood was too low. First off, doctor you suck for calling HOURS after his blood was tested, but that's a whole other issue.
I got home, parked, slammed my hand on my steering wheel (sorry bimms), and cried out to God so frustrated, "He DOES NOT deserve to suffer this much" no one does, but ESPECIALLY my dad, he has had enough struggles lately, give him a freaking break.
Texted taytay an angry text about my major dislike for cancer, press sent, and thennnn OUCH. Called out by God. The thought entered my head, I am assuming placed there by God because I was being a poor sport, "true he doesn't deserve to suffer, but neither did Christ, remember that thing called the crucifixion? Yup, wasn't deserved either.".
Touche' God, touche.
Paradigm shifted. Again roasted by Jesus. But thankful for the roasting because my attitude was placed back on track, as was my humility.
#YouThinkYouHaveItBad?LookWhatChristDid
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