On May 1, 2014, that is a day I will always remember. That was the day that my wife passed because of cancer. I can remember that day very well. It was a very hot Monday morning I can remember the doctor coming in to talk to me. He told me that they was going to have to take my wife off of all the machines because there was nothing else the doctors can do. At 8:00 am, she said to me "Baby call our son and tell him I love him and I don't want him to do the wrong things in life and honey I love you so much and as this journey of mine comes to a..." beeeeep. That's when I knew she die. After she died, I cried and I cried. I also blamed god for everything, I even thought about killing myself but I couldn't because I know if my wife was still living she wouldn't want me to do that. She would want to me to live. So I just blamed god and cussed god out but after I had did all that to god I just started taking things out on my son. I started asking him all kinds of questions like "Why did he kill his mom?" and "Why did he take her away from me?". He got tired of me questioning him. So he left me alone for all the things I had asked of him.
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The love of God
SpiritualMy book is about a man who has lost his wife and has a kid who has gone astray, He is being lead away from God by all of his misfortune. This story shows how when one man gets mad with God how he can get it resolved through prayer and belief.
