Dear Diary,
I am so confused. Yesterday morning, I was so sure about a lot of things. Now I don’t know who – or what – to believe. I’ve never had reason to doubt that God loved me. I had a thousand reasons to believe He was good. I never wondered if He was telling us the truth. I trusted Him. I believed what He said.
Now, for some reason, He doesn’t seem like the same God who walked and talked and sang with us every morning. If he is so good, why didn’t He stop me from talking to the Serpent or eating the fruit? Why did He make the fruit look so good? Why did He put that tree there, anyway? And why did He care if we ate that fruit?
He seems so far away. I’m afraid of Him. He said we would die if we ate from that tree. That seems like an awfully harsh punishment – hardly seems fair – especially for a first offense. Today, He told us to leave Eden. Why couldn’t He have given us a second chance? Does He really care what happens to us?
This whole thing is such a mess. Can’t God do something?
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