Earthquake In Haiti

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Being born into a Christocentric household, I have always been told the stories of the Bible starting from the age that I could talk. My mother decorated my bedroom with crosses and posters of Jesus; we even had a shrine dedicated to prayers in our family room. Every night before bed, I would kneel in front of our own “holy place” and thank God for a day well-spent. In my family, going to mass services and helping out the Church was a way of life. There was no discussion; here is Jesus, he’s our savior, believe in him. I accepted all the truths that my mother, priest, and community told me to me and never asked any questions. At the tender age of ten, the seed of doubt implanted itself in my mind due to one reason, death.
On January 10, 2010, an earthquake took place in Haiti. That catastrophic event had an immense impact on my life, my family, and my faith. As the ground shook under me, I ran out of my room and into the yard. There, I watched half of my house crumble to the ground. All I could hear was shouting, anguished cries and crying. When …show more content…

I need help getting on the right track. Getting on the road to believing that God will come to our aid in our most dire moments. Every so often, when I fall into a dark pit of depression, I think that God has forgotten about the people suffering. Where is he now that children are being imprisoned and killed in Kwa- li- So in North Korea? Sometimes I feel that God is simply seating on a pedestal, looking down on us and counting how many of us have sinned. I feel that he waits for a precise moment to strike us at our worst. I can no longer say that I have a trusting relationship with God because I’m frightened of him. Some people describe their relationship with God as a friendship; but my relationship with is that of a small child who is afraid to ask her father for anything because she is afraid to anger

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