Does hope float?
When you get out of bed are you blown away by how magnificent the morning is and how well you are doing? Every morning many people get up on a Beautiful Sunday morning to attend Mass or go to church. They like to enjoy their lives and thank God for every little thing that goes right.
Well what happens when things start to go wrong, what happens when the shit hits the fan and everything goes wrong? Satan intervenes (yeah for scapegoats). Satan is God’s not quite adequate ANTI (he isn’t as powerful as God). You see the only reason Satan exists is because God can’t fail. If God is involved then nothing can go wrong, unless God deems it unfit to go right, so it is Satan’s fault.
This Blog isn’t about pointing out that God is the reason Satan is around or that if there is a God than it is his fault that there IS anything horrible happening at all.
No this blog is about my mother.
Today I got to see something so horrible, that it reinforced by disbelieve of anything higher at all, ESPECIALLY Jesus Christ and the holy trinity. My mother and I were off to work (we work together because she got me a job working with her for the summer) when she started to cry. My father (the great man that he is) as taken what little money she has left, and made it a bill fund. My mother and him and been getting in a lot of fights and she had said that she never gets any money to do anything for herself (or her kids, we never do things together on account of the money) and that she should see a bit of the money that she brings in. So she asked for 50 bucks a pay check for just spending money, My father said okay.
Today though he decided that they were going to dump her paycheck in her little bank account, now on any basis this would be alright but then he asked for her bank card and checks so that he could start paying bills through it, this means Bye-Bye little spending money.
Now you may ask how this plays a role in the little rant that started this blog, well My mother also told me that the Dog is sick, she hates her life, and she thinks God hates her. Yes, she asked me why God hated her and then explained that she has been praying every night and he won’t answer. That he turned his back on her, because she did something wrong.
This is the worst thing I have ever heard on the argument of God.
She blames herself for her mistakes, because she thinks that she might be a bad person. She is now in a depression because she thinks she has wronged a supreme being and is now paying the punishment. My mother has never killed, raped, stole, or even wronged anybody in her entire life. She is a semi-good Christian in that she loves the church and likes going to it, but doesn’t believe the bible word for word. She is respectable up to the fact that she is married to an asshole and can’t really get her life to be what it should.
This is what God does to people. This is what hope does to people. Hope leaves us begging for things that we need to be going out and getting. Hope is holding us down when we need to be in the mindset to do for ourselves and for others. We don’t need to ask for our lives to be better, we need to be making our lives better. This is the final straw, I oppose God, I oppose Satan, and I oppose Hope with all my being do I rebel against them.




I hope your situation has gotten better since you have wrote this. I don't get it. Is this your real dad? And if it is what gives him the right to take away all of your mom's money? If you don't know I would do research. As you get older you find out sometimes that there is more to a story than you originally thought. I found out alot about my mom after she passed away. ( I am not saying this is your fate) and I would never want you to go through what I did with my mom. Everything has gone downhill since she passed away.
Just remember sometimes hoping is the only thing that can get you through a hard time. I do understand what you are talking about pretaining to hope and god. I hope things are better.
http://www.progressiveu.org/032913-lupus-uncureable-wait-what
Love comments? I do too!
No he is my real dad, i know and he just has a bad personality, im pretty much just waiting to leave.
I am truly, truly sorry to hear about your mom and such and i wish i could help but im just stuck in a rutt. I can't wait to leave and i am biding my time till then
well i have to go....
Saint O Nothin' Says
We were certainly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
We didn't need the water
BUT we still built that good God DAM!
- Modest Mouse