My brother was a sincerely devoted xtian. Not the obnoxious, proselytizing, hypocritical kind. I loved and respected my brother , and his right to his beliefs. He respected mine.
At age 49 he was diagnosed with glioblastoma brain cancer, which kills very fast. The 5 year survival rate is virtually nil. Tim-my brother-kept a blog through almost all of the 3 years he lived. He said, up til two weeks before he died, that god would heal him. Then he said that ‘waking up in heaven’ was his healing.
How can you deal with such irrationality? I’m an RN, one with Hospice experience...I knew the score.