GOD Why?
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Why does GOD allow us to suffer if He loves us? Why did God let this happen to me, I thought He cared for me? How can God be so great and not save me from this? I have asked myself these questions for most of my life. I have learned the hard way, bumping my head every time, but I now have a clear mind about WHY GOD does certain things. If you'll let me, I'd like to share them with you. Perhaps, you'd find clarity too. "The Lord your God, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love." - Zephaniah 3:17
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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