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My time of anger.

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ChristineES

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A few years ago I went through a bad period in my life. I am ashamed to admit it, but I had a certain amount of anger.
About 10 or 11 years ago my son, who is 13, was diagnosed with autism. This was a terrible blow to me. I got very angry when people told me that "God doesn't give us more than we can handle". I felt at the time that I could not handle this. My son was hard to take care of, he could not talk, he was always moving, constantly getting into things, and I was constantly chasing after him. I had another son and later a daughter. It was hard. Having 3 children, and the oldest is handicapped.
My son was not potty trained until he was 8!
I was angry. I kept saying things like "how come other people have normal children, some of them are mean and nasty. Why can't I have a normal son?"
I am thankful to say that I don't feel that way any longer. I adore all my children. My son with autism is still hard to take care of, but it seems easier now. I felt guilty because I was so angry for years.
I am no longer angry and God has healed me of this.
Thanks for listening.
 
Thanks for sharing that and may God bless you. Life is full of things that get us angry. Even with your son's condition God can bring some good out of it. God has and will continue to teach you a great deal of things through your son.
Because of the fall, we all have to suffer sometimes. And sometimes it is very hard to deal with. And we ask God why, and sometimes we get a answer and sometimes we don't. But you just keep going, you will be just fine. It seems that God has given you peace with it. Because he knew just how long you could hold up with that type pressure. So you see He did know just how much, that you could bear. I and my wife took care of my very sick grandmother for about 5 years and it was hard, plus I was sick myself. Looking at my grandmother go through that sickness was something to behold. But I held on. And you continue to do the same. Just hold on.
 
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