OT Munk's post and childhood suffering

[Bill Marsh]

I am touched by Munk's post and the Easter egg.

We all wonder about God and why we have to suffer so much sometimes. In this forum there are an amazing diversity of people with strong beliefs in many religions and we all get along. I find that wonderful.

Munk's son Trav could not understand the need to draw his blood. This reminds me of a story.

A good friend's very young son had a abscess in his ear. The doctor could not use novacaine for some reason and told the father that the abscess had to be lanced and that it would be very painful.

He went on to tell the father that he would have to hold his son's head very tightly while the doctor lanced the absess. The father held his son in his lap and tried to think of how he could explain what was about to happen.His son looked at him lovingly.

He held his son's head tightly while the doctor began the procedure. The pain was horrible, the son struggled and screamed. All he could know was the blinding pain. The cries that hurt the father worst was, "How can you let them do this to me?" and "Make them stop!"

But the Father knew what had to be done. Had to be done.

From our limited perspective we cry out in pain. I know that I do. I try to trust His higher perspective. And when I look back at all the painful moments in my life, moments in which I screamed with pain, I can now see why they were necessary.

I know that my friend loves his son. I know that God loved His Son, who also suffered and cried out in pain --- and I know that God loves me.

 

[munk]

Bill, you spoke well.

It is hard to talk directly of things and keep their importance.

Bill, I wish all the pain was neccesary, for our good. We know much pain is just pain.




munk

 

[Ferrous Wheel]

to have the pleasures as well. The grave has none of these comforts, no warmth, no feeling.

Bill , are you still running Shah Jahans? A few of us wanna know, namely me and Rusty.

Keith

 

[Daniel Koster]

Bill, I've had to do nearly the exact same thing with both of my sons. I had to hold one while the Doc was removed infected skin - no pain meds. "Daddy, please help me...don't hurt me..." I can still hear it....just typing this brings tears.

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The other one broke his leg - and while he's a bit tougher than the first - still had to have it reset and cast while I held him in my arms. That one wasn't as bad for him (still hollered and screamed though), but left me with a very poor taste in my mouth with that particular specialist. Basically came in, looked at the x-rays and said "Hold your son real tight" and went about his business without asking any questions or even telling me what he was doing. To make matters worse, the only words he did express were insults and insinuations that I was somehow responsible for his broken leg and hence, a bad father. (he fell down the stairs at a friend's house)

Good thing I had my head on straight that day.

 

[munk]

We took my son to a skin specialist when he was 2. The specialist insulted and challenged us constantly- the skin was our fault. This despite the humiderfiers, creames, doctor's visits, lotions, baths etc etc. We never saw him again.

Pen- about toughness- I've noticed some of the kids more sensitive to pain later in adulthood are more resistant to it than others.

munk

 

[Daniel Koster]

yeah, I have this theory about kids becoming adults...


Seems we all have our "bugs" and we either work 'em out as kids or work 'em out as adults.