I used to be plague by nightmares as a kid and begged God to take them away, and He didn't. This was not something I understood as a kid. I knew He had the power to take them away, but He didn't.
When I was 11 my mom got sick with cancer. This was an interesting time in the church. A lot of people were into the "name it and claim it" stuff. Many people layed hands on my mom, and we all begged God for her healing. ... a year later she died.
Needless to say, prayer wasn't what I thought it once was. My santa god was dead.
One more thing;
I guess you've learned that I find it easier to figure out what things aren't than what the are. And after you figure out what something isn't, you see what it is.
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I've been lurking around Australian blogs lately because we are moving to Sydney in a month or so. We are from Texas.
Long story, but we've experienced recent losses and all these questions come to mind when things like this occur. I don't have answers for them, so I am more dependent upon God--I know he does.
I know friends that have that sort of name it claim it belief. When God does not answer in the way they would choose, it shatters that kind of faith. It is important for others to be there for them.
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