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God’s the victim

February 6, 2015

When his poems are read like prose, his history like a novel, his letters like tid-bits. When I see myself, my future, in every stray word or event recorded, I don’t just run myself into a rut, I quite likely freak him out. And just because He’s God He must come and correct my every mistake or I will rule Him out…He wants to be understood, just like we understand each other. On occasion He even communes as a man with his friend, when He is pleased or when He sees the need. Even God must not be violated.

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