For too long many of you as I, have been led to believe that to show emotion is to show weakness My father would say if you cry, I will put Maria's dress on you (Maria was my little sister). Once in the Bronx, I slice my knee up to the knee cap, and at Pelham bay hospital he did not allow anesthesia, I left the hospital walking under my own power in pain, with no crutches, or wheelchair, and I was not allowed to cry. My mother agreed with him.
Suck it up, we’re told, stop being a crybaby. You’re stronger than that. No one wants to hear it. I got that from outside and inside the congregation as well. Of course, many of us who are different had to remodel our thinking to adjust to our upbringing and culture, even where today it would not be considered normal.
Yet I wonder how many of my fellow Christians would consider Jesus a coward whe finally succumbs to his pain, calling out to his father, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ In that raw, agonizing moment becomes one of us, a man dying and suffering pain like any of us.-- Matthew 27:46
One has to consider giving voice to suffering does not make you less of a man. It makes you more of a human.” An Item that many like me were never given the opportunity to be. Too late for me. I hope it is not too late for you. My bed was made for me. I have to lay in it.
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