I am a nineteen year old college student. I lost my mom to stomach cancer almost six months ago. I am starting this blog to just think out loud. I don't know if anyone will ever read this. I just hope that whoever would happen upon this would be encouraged by it. First, I just want to get something straight: I am a born again Christian, my worldview is shaped by my faith, so please don't be surprised by my beliefs.
The inspiration of this blog came from the song "The Cure for Pain" by Jon Foreman (I have posted the lyrics below). This is not my search for the cure for pain, rather, my wrestling match with it; because lets face it, grief sucks. The second half of the name comes from a term I learned from a friend in Germany. She lost her mom to MS in August, she told me she receives "half-orphan" money from the government, and the term has stuck in my mind.
So here I am, yes, I am six months in, but it is still the beginning of my journey.
The Cure for Pain
Jon Foreman
I'm not sure why it always goes downhill
Why broken cisterns never could stay filled
I've spent ten years singing gravity away
But the water keeps on falling from the sky
And here tonight while the stars are blacking out
With every hope and dream I've ever had in doubt
I've spent ten years trying to sing these doubts away
But the water keeps on falling from my eyes
And heaven knows, heaven knows
I tried to find a cure for the pain
Oh my Lord, to suffer like You do
It would be a lie to run away
So blood is fire pulsing through our veins
We're either riders or fools behind the reigns
I've spent ten years trying to sing it all away
But the water keeps on falling from my tries
And heaven knows, heaven knows
I tried to find a cure for the pain
Oh my Lord, to suffer like You do
It would be a lie to run away
A lie to run, it would be a lie
It would be a lie to run away
It keeps on falling
It keeps on falling
It keeps on falling
It keeps on falling
Water keeps on falling from my eyes
And heaven knows, heaven knows
I tried to find a cure for the pain
Oh my Lord, to suffer like You do
It would be a lie to run away
It would be a lie to run away
It would be a lie to run away
