9/16/2023 0 Comments Saw doctors forgive me fatherWhy couldn’t Dad see it his way? Struck Down ⤒ □Īll of a sudden nature seemed to hold her breath, it became very still, no sound was heard, no wind – nothing. But Martin’s heart was not in his studies, he had other things on his mind. A dutiful son would see it his way he had accused him of being too stubborn. Father Hans had tried angrily to bully him in to accepting his ideas, reminding him of the considerable sacrifices he had made to send him to University. But no one spared one thought for him, Martin. It had become too much for Mum to do all that work on her own. Mum would have a servant to help in the house and haul firewood from the forest. Dad had taken the opportunity to lease more furnaces. Dad insisted he should finish his law degree and become the family’s lawyer to work for him in his copper mining business. This morning they had argued again about his law studies at the University. He was twenty-one now and what future did he have? Mum and Dad were no help. He had been praying to God for months now to show him a path to follow for his life. His mood was as gloomy as the grey surroundings and his mind as confused as the dark clouds. He didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings. He could hear the distant thunder rumbling. Some dust devils swirled around in the hot breeze as if to warn him of the upcoming storm. It was in the afternoon July 2 nd 1505, the black sky looked threatening, typical thunderstorm weather. Returning from a visit to his parents Martin Luther walked along the dust road on his way to Erfurt.
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