Monday, April 6, 2015

Mom is a drug addict, where is God?

The Sufferer


In FreshInkForTeens.com

Editor’s Note: This article was one of the finalists in our winter writing contest. More than 70 contestants from around the country and Israel answered the following question: “What Do You Want Jewish Community Leaders To Know About Teens Today?” The writer was granted anonymity due to the sensitive nature of the subject matter and to protect the family’s privacy.

She rolled around in her bed, muttering threats of self-harm under her breath. This was not the first time, nor would it be the last, that my mother spent consecutive days strung out on cocaine. She had torn my family apart, left my siblings lonely and desperate for affection and seemed to care for nothing but how and when she would get her next fix.

As a young boy, the concept of God was nothing short of baffling. Having attended a Jewish day school, I was injected with the notion that God was the omnipotent, omnipresent and ever-merciful master of the universe. I was told that God was everywhere.

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