The Sound of Crutches
My father cannot walk. Each time he tries, he is in severe pain. He uses crutches to move.
It's been almost 2 weeks. We as a family have no more energy, we are burnt out. He is getting worse by the day. When he went to the hospital they told him he had nothing, but that they would assign him a specialist who specializes in nerves to check him in a week or so. He has spent days in bed. My mom takes his food to the room he is in because it hurts that much to even move. My dad tells us to just let him be so he can die already.
Some of his friends came over to massage him. Pretty much everyone in my family was against it for many reasons. One of them mentioned that my father was probably cursed by them. A day or so later one of his brothers came and took him to check if he was (no idea what to call it), and according to them, someone gave him food that had black magic upon it. They requested that my father go to church and that we pray over him tonight.
For some reason I suddenly forgot how to pray, I tried remembering how to pray the rosary but my mind was just blank. I felt the intrusive thoughts come along so I was just kneeling there wondering what I was even supposed to say. My mom ended up praying for it. I woke up today and she asked me why I just forgot about it, and she said that it was the devil or something malevolent.
GOD, why must we as a family suffer so much? Where is the peace, where is the justice?