Monday, 1 August 2016

KIndness and God

Kindness and God

Once thing I have been overwhelmed with and that is the kindness of people.

I have spent my life concentrating on building my career / business and bringing up our lovely children. My family is really all I thought about. We have some great friends, scattered around the world, most friendships were either formed before we had children and were married and then once we had children.
Our �real� friends have been amazing in offering their support, even though none of them live in Spain.

What surprised me more than anything, is the kindness I received from clients and suppliers, people I don't really know on a personal level. I just had not expected this. Every day for a couple of weeks, I have been showered in lovely flowers and cards and bottles of fine wine.
I have joked to my family that I do not expect more flowers to be at my funeral.

What struck me most, was the openness of some of the people who contacted me and their openness to disclose their stories.  I had sent a news letter to all my property owners when I was first diagnosed with Breast cancer, letting them know  why I  would not spend the coming months in the office and informing them that Kyla our eldest daughter would be standing in for me.  Geoff and I figured that this was the best approach, to avoid potential rumors starting.

There are of course those people who cross onto the other side of the road, because they don�t know what to say or how to react and sometimes they are the same people who happily discuss my situation loudly in the hair dressers.  Everyone is different.

I struggle with those that keep telling me they are praying for me. I myself don�t believe in God and don�t see how praying for me would make the slightest bit of difference. In fact it hasn�t. Those that prayed I did not need the operation, their prayers have clearly not been heard, or I am not on God�s favourite list. Those that prayed I did not need chemo, their prayers have not been heard either. Those that are praying that I won�t lose my hair, I have a feeling that their prayers won�t be heard either. 
I guess God is selective in who he listens to or judges who deserves to be heard. Well I am not on that list, hence my belief that only I can fight this thing.


I do have a certain envy of all my god fearing /following /believers. It must bring peace or reassurance of some sort, praying and hoping God will sort it all out and when he doesn�t being able to substantiate it with, �God is testing you�. 

Well, me for one, I can do without this test. 

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