I had a pretty rough week last week -- worst in I don't know when, actually. Luckily, I'd been rationing Gabriel Marcel's HOMO VIATOR: INTRODUCTION TO A METAPHYSIC OF HOPE to myself and had it handy on the shelf behind my bed night before last.
This is what came up, Russian Roulette style as I reached out for a life ring.
Given the passage of the Omnibus Intel Bill, I went ahead and included the portion about the Patriot on the page following the random page to which I opened.
cheers, Eaglet.
From the moment when he will have not only recognised in an abstract manner, but understood in the depths of his being, that is to say seen, that everything is not necessarily lost if there is no cure, it is more than likely that his inner attitude towards recovery or non-recovery will be radically changed; he will have regained the liberty, the faculty of relaxing to which we referred at length further back. This is a good point and a consolation I take in addressing illness.
I will pray for your health. Is there anything more specific for which I could pray?
I also agree with his overall point that despair is an insult to God, because it is a refusal of the hope that He offers.