I’ve mentioned before that I’ve grown up without a father. I never even knew much about him. To be honest, I never was very curious. I never felt like I was missing out on much. I thought I was just fine without him. I was never really bitter, either. Just moving along with my life, and I never gave it a second thought until somebody asked me about it. Meeting him was never on my list of things to do. Then I had a few things happen that made me reconsider my thoughts…
I have mostly stayed away from responding to tragedies. This is mostly because I have no idea what to say. I know my words could never calm the pain that a mother, father, sibling, wife, or friend could feel. I tend to keep quiet and reflect, asking God to answer questions, heal, and comfort. That’s the only response I know. Even this response isn’t well thought-out. Today’s post is mostly a venting table for me, so feel free to move on.
On the night of January 30, 2012, Josh Hamilton was at a restaurant and was joined by Ian Kinsler, who then left Hamilton after they ate dinner. Hamilton then had a few drinks. This is literally all we know about the situation. This is was Hamilton has said, and whether you want to believe him or not, he is the only one who knows what happened. Hamilton has specifically said there were no drugs, but also said ” things happened that me personally I’m not proud of after I drank, and they are personal and are being handled as that. ” Because nobody really knows what that means, the media in Dallas has jumped into a frenzy about what it could possibly mean. Josh has held a press conference, spoke at a men’s conference, and been interviewed by Glenn Beck, and has been honest but reserved about that night and what has transpired from that.
I have an issue in my life. Well, I actually have many, but I have a huge, overarching issue that leads to a bunch of little issues.
I don’t believe in Grace. Continue reading