God Only Gives Us Wh
God Only Gives Us What We Can Handle
If you have read this blog from the beginning, you know that both of my parents died this year, four months apart. You also know that I have been left to handle this alone. One of my churchy friends tried to console me (the one that thought it was wise to lecture me about my drinking not 24 hours after my mother went into her surprise coma which she never woke from) with the line, “God only gives us what we can handle.”
THIS… is THEE stupidest line that I have ever heard. So, what you are saying is that because I am stronger, people close to me have to die? About a week or so before my mother passed, I was telling someone that I thought the worst way to lose someone is suddenly. No final words; no goodbye. And then it happens? Why? BECAUSE I DESERVE IT? BECAUSE I AM STRONGER? What a fucking load of shit. Oh, and if that isn’t bad enough, my next parent goes four months later. Oh, and I get to move three times in one year BECAUSE I’M STRONG ENOUGH?
What the phrase is saying, (and the jackasses that think it consoles) is that those of us deemed “strong enough” have to tow the load for societies crybabies and self-pitying, self-proclaimed victims. I get to be “strong enough” so fuck me while the people around me get to feel awkward, or can’t remember why I am not on track.
I think the majority of the world out there is in desperate need of some major trial-by-fires. Some quality, life-shaking, character-building events that will a) strengthen them b) weed them out, Darwin-style and c) at least let someone besides carry the load for a while.
And the ones that I want to get it first and the worst? THE ONES THAT SLING THIS STUPID PHRASE AROUND. Yes. Not that I think it will shake their faith, and by faith I mean, faith in their stupid cliché. I think they would appreciate the attention of Hurricane Katrina or The Cedar Fires. But, if Hurricane Katrina gave them AIDS, THEN they would reconsider that stupid cliché. THEN they can tell me “that’s how it goes.”
Here’s the bottom line. God does not give a crap about us. He doesn’t think about us, and he doesn’t extend his open hands, cupped from the clouds. His gift to us? He gave us the beginning, and he gave us the tools. Everything started as primordial muck, but WE got the brains and opposable thumbs. The rest is up to us. So, the next asshole that tries to feed me that blessing-in-disguise bullshit is going to find out how much of a size 11 Doc Martin their colon can handle
Asshats.
If you have read this blog from the beginning, you know that both of my parents died this year, four months apart. You also know that I have been left to handle this alone. One of my churchy friends tried to console me (the one that thought it was wise to lecture me about my drinking not 24 hours after my mother went into her surprise coma which she never woke from) with the line, “God only gives us what we can handle.”
THIS… is THEE stupidest line that I have ever heard. So, what you are saying is that because I am stronger, people close to me have to die? About a week or so before my mother passed, I was telling someone that I thought the worst way to lose someone is suddenly. No final words; no goodbye. And then it happens? Why? BECAUSE I DESERVE IT? BECAUSE I AM STRONGER? What a fucking load of shit. Oh, and if that isn’t bad enough, my next parent goes four months later. Oh, and I get to move three times in one year BECAUSE I’M STRONG ENOUGH?
What the phrase is saying, (and the jackasses that think it consoles) is that those of us deemed “strong enough” have to tow the load for societies crybabies and self-pitying, self-proclaimed victims. I get to be “strong enough” so fuck me while the people around me get to feel awkward, or can’t remember why I am not on track.
I think the majority of the world out there is in desperate need of some major trial-by-fires. Some quality, life-shaking, character-building events that will a) strengthen them b) weed them out, Darwin-style and c) at least let someone besides carry the load for a while.
And the ones that I want to get it first and the worst? THE ONES THAT SLING THIS STUPID PHRASE AROUND. Yes. Not that I think it will shake their faith, and by faith I mean, faith in their stupid cliché. I think they would appreciate the attention of Hurricane Katrina or The Cedar Fires. But, if Hurricane Katrina gave them AIDS, THEN they would reconsider that stupid cliché. THEN they can tell me “that’s how it goes.”
Here’s the bottom line. God does not give a crap about us. He doesn’t think about us, and he doesn’t extend his open hands, cupped from the clouds. His gift to us? He gave us the beginning, and he gave us the tools. Everything started as primordial muck, but WE got the brains and opposable thumbs. The rest is up to us. So, the next asshole that tries to feed me that blessing-in-disguise bullshit is going to find out how much of a size 11 Doc Martin their colon can handle
Asshats.
posted by Very Anonymous Mike at 11:44 PM
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