Sleeping up in my loft bed I suddenly hear my mom yelling for my dad to call an ambulance. I sit up in bed, not getting down from my bed just sitting still. I hear my mom crying and screaming, and then I hear someone coughing. The sirens …show more content…
We all stop eating and listen to him. He goes on in telling the family that he has cancer, it is mainly in his throat and the doctor wants to start chemo immediately. The room falls to a silence. My aunt starts asking questions like, what stage, how long have you had it, will the chemo work? The cancer is stage three, it has been a couple of months of having discomfort, and the doctor says with chemo and radiation the cancer should go away. Fast forward six months. The cancer has spread to his liver and colon. It doesn’t look good, and my grandpa decides to stop treatment. After struggling for seven months he finally passes away. I was thirteen. This is the first struggle in my life where I questioned God’s presence. Now assuming we are talking about a Christian God, why would he want to see one of His creations in pain, fighting to stay alive, and giving them a painful death. The God I was taught to believe in wouldn’t have let that happen to my …show more content…
Again we are using the thought of the “God” in The Strength in What Remains is a Christian God. A Christian God is loving, caring, helpful, and there for us no matter what. In Deo’s life, however, this “God” is not the definition that fits. In Burundi Deo’s family fought to live, fighting for food, water, and even shelter. It gets worse when the genocide starts. The Hutu’s turn on the Tutsi’s after the assignation of their president. Thousands of people lost their lives in brutal ways for reasons that were never proven. God “being the loving” God He is, sat back, or as Deo calls it, “sleeping,” while people were beheaded with machetes, or burned to death. Some even burned in the house of God, the higher being they believed would save