You just hope and pray that God pulls you through each day.
Category Archives: Sayings on God
Spending the summer working at a local hospital in the pastoral care department, I got to hear people talk about God often. Sometimes the things people say are painful, sometimes painfully true, occasionally trite, raw, or insightful. Their stories may be unknown to you, but their pain, fears, faith, or doubt are not. This is a collection of isolated statements without context that were made about, or perhaps to, God that stood out the most from each day I spent at the hospital. They are numbered Day One through Day Fifty, and are followed by a series of reflections from the summer spent doing hospital ministry.
Day Fourty Three
By the nature of existence, man desires to be better; that’s my prayer, to be in a better place.
Day Forty Two
I always used to tell him, “Well, the Good Lord decided to wake me up and keep me around for another day,” he’d laugh at that. Guess it just wasn’t in the cards today, not for him. He’s in a better place now, but damn it, that sure don’t make it any easier.
Day Forty One
It just hit me like a ton of bricks: it’s going to be okay. God knows what he is doing, and I just finally realized that he’s protected me so far, and he’ll keep doing it.
Day Forty
. . .please bring him back. . .please bring him back. . .please, God, bring him back. . . please bring him back. . .please. . .
Day Thirty Nine
I don’t need to talk to God today; I’m feeling better, I was just having a rough day last week.
Day Thirty Eight
You know how that made us feel, when the Pope washed the prisoners feet? It made us feel that we were loved by God, not just objects.
Day Thirty Seven
You want to know the truth of where I’m at? I wish I were dead and I just don’t know why God wouldn’t take me now.
Day Thirty Six
I believe in God, I do. It’s just that I’ve been really hurt a lot; so, even though I believe, I don’t have a home.
Day Thirty Five
I’m so sorry. God, I’m so sorry that I haven’t talked to him in a year. I do love him; I’m just so, so sorry.
