[Another post from a while back that I am reposting now. I can already hear some of your comments. Know that this was a fleeting thought, an idea, not something I torment myself with daily.]
The Old Testament of the Bible is rife with stories of harsh, unforgiving acts of judgement. Those of you who know me, know that I do not read the Bible literally, but sometimes...
The Old Testament of the Bible is rife with stories of harsh, unforgiving acts of judgement. Those of you who know me, know that I do not read the Bible literally, but sometimes...
Today my OB called me to confirm what we already knew, I have cervical cancer. As he told me the boys were running around and I could barely hear him, but I started crying. Not because I had cancer, but because my first thought was "This is just." This is the least of what I deserve for not being able to save my own daughter. For failing her. For not keeping her safe. For not protecting her.
This disease. This cancer. This is Old Testament justice.