Thursday, September 18, 2008


So someone asked me yesterday how I have gotten past my challenges in life so well (I am great at hiding my pain)... They asked me how God helped me. I was floored. Most of you know that faith does not come easily to me. I cannot believe anything that isn't concrete. So, I sat there like a deer in headlights; I didn't know what to say. Me having nothing to say is a rare occasion, so I think maybe the subject needs to be explored a bit more.

There are lucky people in this world that have a naturally propensity to be faithful... they understand and trust their hearts (or the emotion center in the brain). I was not blessed with this gift. I was blessed instead with a rock hard body (damn, God didnt bless me with that either...why did I get the short end of the stick?).

How do you tell someone that you don't feel that God got you through anything. You did it on your own (which is probably why it was so hard). I am working one step at a time and have just recently started letting my closest friends help me out and unfortunately I don't know if I would include God on the list of my closest friends...he is merely an aquaintance to me.


Allanna said...

Brooke, I love you.

And being lucky (both to be your friend and to have some ability to have faith), I just want to give you hugs and hugs and hugs.

I know that God sent you to me. You're one of my favorite gifts, you know. ^_^

And I'm wondering where my rock-hard body is, too. It's got to be buried here somewhere, right? :P

Brooke said...

Well, I dont know about me being a gift, but I am sure you are one to are the least judgemental person I know and I love you for it!