How unjust is God! My parents need caring and I am forced and made weak to stay in a rental house where I am expected to take care of parents of others. Why this injustice?
If God would have been there really and truly, there would have never been any injustice in the world. But as I am going through tough times, I am realising how things are kept out of my control by God. I wonder where His so called Grace has vanished.
Nothing is making sense in my life and it is becoming so meaningless with what is happening. There are many problems running at the same time and no ears to listen to me. Seems like things have gone weird faraway. Everyone is living a selfish life and I feel like 'Is this all real'?
Why am I kept away from my parents? I have seen many girls staying with their parents without any discomfort. Is God real? Sounds like God is injust or does not exist at all.
I feel weird about this world and this life. People stay with their parents to care for them, but I am harassed to great extent for doing that. I wonder why and where is that God. Sounds like God only thinks about His glory and nothing of mine.
Where is my comfort of meeting my parents? I cannot meet my parents freely because I am harassed for doing that. If God would have been there, then these things would have never happened. I have seen freedom in relationships and for me, there is no freedom.
If God thinks that He will keep me closer to Him by separating me from my parents, then, God is a failure and fake. Such God is a liar and now I have started feeling that God had never existed in real. It was all my illusion of believing and trying to know God. I wasted my time and money too.
I wasted my age in the zeal of knowing God and his grace. I really have no respect left for such a god. I feel forsaken when I see what I am going through. If God would have been real, I would have been with my parents and not with the parents of others paying the rent.
I cannot stay with my parents. I am forced to stay outside in rental places and there also I have no peace since years. I cannot go and meet my mother even when she is sick and needs help and care.
If God would have been truly, then situation would be favourable. But now I have started hating this God thing. I really do not want to be offensive towards those who believe in God, but I am feeling the irritation of what I am goinig through.
I am a dead alive. Means I am living a life in a coma where I have no feelings, I cannot do anything and my life is stopped. On #steemit, though I am able to vent it out, in real life, I am not sure, if I have a solution for that.
