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In Reply to: Oh man! Oh man! Now you got me going!!! posted by Donny on June 15, 2002 at 22:17:47:
As a child I had an "incurable" skin disorder that was quite painful and sometimes debilitating. The leaders had my father convinced that "the Lord" was dealing with him because I never seemed to get better. This, of course stressed my father out quite a bit, and I'm sure he thought he was a pretty horrible person, especially since I never seemed to get better. But once I was 12 years old (the magic number for adulthood), it was then my problem and something he didn't want to feel guilty for anymore. I can remember his comment verbatum..."The Lord was dealing with me and trying to teach me a lesson, but now you're an adult, so he's dealing with you. You need to pray and ask G*d why you're still sick." Hello.....how about some medical attention over here!!! As an adult, all it took was a little research and I healed myself. It had nothing to do with G*d, or anything like that. I stayed sick as a child out of pure ignorance....Theirs!
