When it comes to God, the philosophical question(s) every one who has ever seen or experienced tragedy or pain seems to ask are …. if their is a God, why do bad things happen? If their is a God, ok he doesnt create the evil/bad things that happen like innocent people or children suffering etc, but if he has the power to stop it …. Why doesn’t he? If he did, those of us who aren’t innocent would never truly face the consequences or see what effect our evil deeds have on the rest of the world. If only the guilty suffered, no one would need worry about the innocent. Terrible diseases, haneous acts, suffering, cruelty, etc …. would not matter as much. We would just go on living our lives focusing on the trivial and meaningless; selfishly indulging ourselves with whatever made us happy without ever pausing to reflect on something awful that happened. Until recently I wrote off my past as me being young and stupid. After this past Sunday/Monday starring into the eyes of Mog and watching him suffer for hours on end, yet seeing nothing but pure love starring back at me, when I pause and reflect it makes me realize what a worthless selfish piece of shit I was. All those weekends in 2009, 2010, part of 2011 that I took off right after work first thing Saturday morning to drive to Angeles City and spend my weekend getting drunk and picking up girls in clubs and bars …. I could have been spending with him. All those times after work when I went upstairs and closed my door to watch a movie, and he sat right outside the door waiting patiently to come in. All those times I was playing a video game and he came over and licked my feet and I told him to knock it off when I could have easily paused it and given him a few moments of my time. All of those times when I was in a hurry and ran out the door without taking 2 or 3 seconds to stop and pet him which would have meant the world to him. The past 4 to 5 months since he had the issues with the Kidney stones, I did make sure to spend time with him every morning. I did wait patiently for him to situate his self before watching a movie. I did pause and pet him when he came over to see me even if I was busy. But if I’m honest with myself, I only did my best to show him the love he deserved for at most 4 or 5 months, while he gave me all the love and patience he had for 5 years. Now I did hire a maid for him, I did always make sure the AC was on, I did bring him back toys from the USA and Japan …. but he didn’t care about that so much, all he wanted was more time with me. Its not God’s fault I didn’t get more time with him ….. It’s mine. https://youtube/watch?v=lJ7AfSO2fKs
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 14:12:04 +0000
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