“How could you let him take his life? Why didn’t you talk him out of it?” He looked me straight in the eyes. “Why didn’t you?” I began shaking with rage. “Me? I couldn’t! I didn’t know! It was something he decided to do on his own!” “That’s right,” the Lord said, softly. “He decided to do it on his own.” I glared at him then, this haughty, deluded stranger who enjoyed acting as if he manipulated the world. At that moment, I felt nothing but contempt. “If you were really God,” I seethed, “you would have stopped him.” He looked to the sea and shook his head. “God starts things,” he said. “Man
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