As far as theological conversations go, it was not impressive.
Of course, I am quite sure I was handling both sides of the chat.
When, I asked, will you stop hurting me? It wasn't that I wad particularly pained at the moment. I was more just really annoyed. I had been outside in a messy area in our yard. I wanted to pick it up a bit, but had to stop because I kept getting stuck.
God (me) replied, "Oh, but I am not hurting you."
Fine, I answered. when will you start doing something to end the hurt?
Umm.
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