disappointment

cracked glass

21 Oct: Help My Unbelief

I tried to imagine the boy’s father state of mind. To have his son, most likely an adolescent, constantly convulsing, foaming in his mouth uncontrollably. To see this day after day, year after year since the boy was a little child. I imagine this father, who loves his son, trying all sort of things, getting all kinds of help from the doctors and experts of its time, to only find disappointment. I can imagine the anger and bitterness gradually building up in his heart, the “unfairness” of his son’s condition, a total sense of helplessness and perhaps failure as a father. Can such a man even have a peaceful sleep at night?