"every converter equals to a broken family"
that was the answer i got when i invited my dad for service before going for my birthday dinner. and this was followed by endless "get out! shut the hell up" for i dont know what reason. i think he is a disgrace to catholics honestly, cos he doesnt even fulfil the state of having a religion, dont talk about a relationship. well but the state of frenzy he prepostorously got into served a good purpose. after that my mum and i hugged and cried together, for the time in our lives. apparently she just quarrelled with my dad in the morning about the fact she got me a job at her restaurant. irony of it all: since when he ever cared or was actually part of my life, so who is he to judge. try and gain a part in this family using another way can. i told my mum how i felt about jesus and all then all she said was: "its good to be religious, but dont be a fanatic". and she asked rather harshly "if god is good, why did he let uncle Jo die and leave the kids so sad, and cause ah mah to die?" i tried explaining, but oh wells.
i know he made a promise to save my household and he will, i serve a faithful god :)
im glad i opened up my heart and attempted to seek comfort because now it makes everything clearer, that God is the sole comforter. only his love is unconditional. from now on i will walk with him and seek only him for comfort.
