I have a confession to make Mr. Greybeard, and the others. I have had to pray that God forgive me for not honoring my mother and father, especially the death of my father, I have no sorrow for him. I pray and ask God to help me see the good that they did. I took that scripture years ago, "Obey your parents in the Lord" and seen in not in the way I should have taken in. I took it as only obey parents in the Lord, instead that I had to obey and be in the Lord about it. My mother wore the pants in the family and caused lots of grief and division and was very emmotionally and verbally abusive. If she were an unbeliever, she would have had an exucse but she constantly spoke of the Lord which made me very angry because the fruit was not there. My father was an enabler and he never did receive the Lord and up to the day he died, he never once spoke anything to give God the glory. I tried and tried to have a relationship with my mother who is now elderly and I was her caregiver until she started to use her money to try to cause division and jealousy between my grown children, I sent her to live with my brother and his wife. Since they have no kids, it is easier for them and they understand what is going on but they both seem more mature than I in the way they handle her mannipulations and threats to cut them out of the will if they displease her. I am sure glad that Jesus don't threaten to cut us out of his will!! Since I sent her away, the whole family is much better. My grown children luckily knew what she was trying to do when she lived here by using money to cause jealousy and she favors one and is abuse to others while she claims Jesus. I did ask and pray that if she was never going to repent that God would move her away if she was going to continue to try to cause strife. Where envying and stife is, there is confusion and every evil work. She has what the world would analyze, NPD (narcisstic personality disorder) The bible does not psychoanalyze but the traits she has that are contrary to what Jesus want us to be and do, is mentioned in the book of proverbs. It is a spirit of Jezebel that my grandmother handed down to her daughters and granddaughters that I repented of many years ago. The word says to confess our faults one to another and I have met other Christians that have been treated horribly by their parents that are able to love their parents anyhow. I don't seem to be there yet. I do not hate her. To me, she just is not alive and I never miss her when she is gone. It is like I don't feel for her anything but anger. I'm a bad girl I guess.