I wonder what it would be like to be able to ignore the hypocrisy. The cruelty. To content myself with the thought that no matter how dark it gets, how senseless it seems, the Almighty has some kind of plan.” I shook my head and sighed. “I envy you, old man. I truly do. To be able to look at the living corpses of slaughtered children and declare It’s his will. To roam endless fields of shallow graves and say He loves us still. To stare into the face of brutality, unchecked, unavenged, and to excuse it all with a wave of my hand and the answer for every hard question I ever asked a holy man:
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