Yesterday I was looking at my son. He's a handsome 14-year old, in his third year high school, and some cute girl classmates have a crush on him. But he has pimples and some small acnes. And I feel sorry that he has them. He came to me last night to complain a bit about it.
Isn't it enough that it ruined me, my teenage life? Should it also ruin my son's. I and my wife plan to have him seen by a derma, and it's going to be added expense, added something that we never asked for, and yet no added money for its treatment. If we had more than enough money, there wouldn't be any problem. And even if we had enough for our budget we'd still be relying on God. We do not have it in us to forget God just because we have enough. God didn't put that in our hearts--my wife and I.
I don't want it to happen to my kid. I've suffered enough, and there's no sense why my sons have to suffer it, too. I want it out of our lives for good, so with the other stupid things. I'm not asking for a perfect life of comfort and convenience, but neither do I want nonsense.
They say it's for molding us, making us stronger. But how can getting acnes and heart palpitations and termites make you stronger? There are other problems that make sense and also make you stronger. Like, you have more extra savings, and your problem is how to make it grow. Or, you have a business and your problem is how to expand it or make it earn more income. I see people with these kind of problems. Or at least, you have termites in your house but you have enough money to repair it with, and your problem is how to do it effectively.
Most people have that kind of problems. There's sense in them. Unlike what I have--acnes and termites and health problems--and yet you have no money to deal with them. And how can you come out stronger with such foolish, meaningless problems? They say have faith in God. Oh, but I have. But God seems to be subjecting me to privation. I don't know why. Faith plus privation equals...I don't know. It's a period of wondering and getting nowhere but a deadlock. You always go back to square one.
Like now, I have a hidden acne in my nose that makes it painful to touch, and a pimple on the side of my nose that's equally painful. Then I have this skin rush on my face, back of ears, nape and back--allergy--and I don't know why it's there. Good that sometimes my papaya soap can take care of it. And about 2 months ago I had boils at the back of my legs that I couldn't explain why they pop up there--it happened about 4 to 5 times. And it was stupidly excruciatingly painful. Even a slight move caused so much pain.
I get lots of those stupid, stupid things for no reason. I observe a healthy life, doing my water therapy daily to cleanse my system. I eat lots of fruits and veggies. And yet I get those nonsense. There was even a time recently when I got acne or boil (I don't know what it was) inside my ear that it caused too much pain just moving my cheek and the side of my neck. Soon the puss was coming out. Imagine that? And I can't have my rotten teeth pulled because of lack of funds. Good that my apple cider vinegar takes care of it, and my frequent colds and cough before. I thank God for that, or course.
I hope my son would be spared of acnes. I hope that it'd just stop. I pity my son. Isn't God a God of mercy? If I pity my son and wife, I'm sure he pities them more, right? Of course I'm right, right?
