truth

I was going to post on something school-related today, but I have something else on my mind.


I had a long talk with my brother Omar last night, and I belive that God was using him to reveal the truth of things in the world.  Until I had that talk, I was not understanding important things in life in the right way.


God did not take Link from me.  God is an artist, we are his works of art, created with love and beauty.  What artist wouuld destroy his work?  I have spent several hours as of late working on pictures latley.  I have never once wanted to destroy my art, because I create it with love.  Link was created with so much love from my husband and I, and he was blessed because everyone loved him.


God does not want us to suffer, or to hurt.  His love for us is so great that it is beyond anything we could ever understand.  When he created us, he saw that it was good.  But then something rotten and wicked came into the world and enticed man kind down a path that would only lead to destruction.  It was and is an evil that defies our understanding, something so vile and filled with pure hatred that almost nothing can stand in its way. 


It was this horrid force that took Link from me.  From the moment of it's first appearance in the Garden of Eden, the world has been wrought with pain, suffering, and every kind of hardship known to man.  He is the author of pain, the master of misery.


There are clear lines in the world defining who God is and who God isn't.  God is the one we turn to when things go bad.  He is the one who comforts us in our pain and misery, because he has been there before.  He knows our pain and understands it more than we do.  God gave me a wonderful son, and he has been helping me to be gracious in sorrrow.


A friend of mine is dying.  Though I have known her only a few short years, I have always admired and respected her.  She has a wonderful family, and they are also gracious in sorrow.  I was given the gift of time, and my friend's daughter exchanged memories.  It was very nice, but the best thing about it was seeing the beautiful love that a daughter has for her mother.


I'm sorry this is such a long entry, but it's my favorite homework assingment.  I actually get a grade for thiis, can you believe it?  I like writing, it is a great stress relief, and honestly, If I was saying all this stuff in a conversation, people would get bored pretty fast.  I would be called a jabber jaw.