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    Groping for God: My Search for Answers During my Sorrows
    Groping for God: My Search for Answers During my Sorrows
    Groping for God: My Search for Answers During my Sorrows
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    Groping for God: My Search for Answers During my Sorrows

    By Matupit Darius

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    Loss of loved ones is one of the harshest things in life. Pastor Darius lost his wife to cancer, and now his only daughter in a bus crash. Read his incredibly honest acount of confusion, grief, loss, loneliness . . . then progress toward peace, acceptance, understanding, restoration, newness, hope and love,
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateAug 26, 2013
    ISBN9789980628015
    Groping for God: My Search for Answers During my Sorrows

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      My world turns upside down

      The gruelling two-week filming in Goroka was now over. My 27-year old daughter, Martina, was relieved and excited. We were on our way to catch an afternoon bus to Lae. When we arrived at the bus stop she punched the air with a clenched fist, shouted and danced. I was embarrassed by her dance in such a public place and wanted to stop her, but decided against it and allowed her to complete her little celebration. I felt that she deserved to celebrate because she had worked very hard under trying conditions.

      She had written the script and invited me to direct the production. (It was our second production on HIV-AIDS which was titled, Em Rong Blo Mi Yet (It's My Own Fault). During the filming we had to go without her on several occasions because the cooler climate of Goroka was not good for her asthma.

      We got on a bus from Mt Hagen that was on its way to the coastal city of Lae. We were both happy and discussed how we’d edit the film to enhance its impact. The driver had tuned the radio in the bus to a station that was playing one song after another from our home town – Rabaul. An elderly woman who was sitting behind me leaned forward and reminded me that the songs were from my area. In the seat in front of me was a four-year old child who was laughing as he danced to the music. The completion of the shooting, the fine weather, the music and the pleasant highlands scenery all added to our mood. Martina and I seemed to be floating on the top of the world.

      We were travelling at high speed but were comfortable. As we rounded a bend we came upon a one-lane bridge and a vehicle was beginning to cross it from the other side. Still travelling at high speed, the driver swung the bus onto a gravel road near the bridge. The momentum made the bus roll onto its right side as it plunged into a bluff and down into a shallow river, which had a rocky bed. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the fall.

      Worse than I could imagine

      When I opened my eyes, the passengers were no longer in the bus except for the four-year old child who had been dancing on his seat. He and his mother were critically injured. Then I realised that Martina, who had been sitting next to me, was no longer in her seat. I searched under the seat which was now filled with water, then

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