All your life you hear about people being angry with God. Angry because
he took someone away, because he allowed a tsunami to sink a city, angry
because under his watch we have war and destruction.
If I were ever going to be angry with God, it would be now. But for some
reason, I’m not. What happens happens, and there’s as much bad in our
lives as good. I don’t know why I’d expect God to give me a hall pass from
So being mad at Him just doesn’t feel natural. I’m just trying to find out
why it happened, and what I am to do with it now.