As a young boy, seven years of age, I woke up in hospital after experiencing what was then known as a Grand Mal epileptic seizure. After being kept in hospital for an observation period, I was sent home. Another seven years later I experienced another Grand Mal seizure. At this point I was diagnosed with epilepsy and placed on medication. 
Fast forward to 2017, and I am a Cardinal in service to Lord RayEl, the returned Messiah, relying on him far mor than the medication I am now only taking occasionally out of habit for protection from seizures.... but by my own admission, I am falling far short of living up to even my own expectations in my service. Something I am painfully aware of, and at the point where, in retrospect, I started to forget what I was supposed to be doing, to drop the ball entirely, I woke up in hospital after another  two seizures. 
Not a punishment, but a wake up call. I know it wasn't a punishment because normally two seizures would leave me close to entirely incapacitated for at least a month. On the contrary, I was physically fine within a few days, and mentally back to almost full speed not long after that. 
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The intent of this post is to hopefully show others that those things that people often use as an excuse to to hate God, or interpret as a punishment, are far more often, if not entirely, always intended as lessons, opportunities for us to learn from.

Don't let them slip by wasted

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