Wednesday, October 16, 2002

When God fucks you over

If my life is going to be screwed up anyway, I might as well have God screw it up for me than do it myself. At least he's a professional.

About six weeks ago, I told a friend of mine that if what is happening to Isaac is all part of some plan of God's, as far as I was concerned, God could shove his ineffable purposes up his ass. I have no great desire to deal with a God who lets these things -- and much worse -- happen to little children.

Mike asked, "Then what?"

I broke down in tears.

"Where else can I go?" I asked.

God may very well be evil in the sense that we typically understand it, or he may just be indifferent. But there's nowhere else to go. There's no one else available.

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