#106
The frustration's kicking in. Haven't You done enough? I know these are all a test. I know these are all what is necessary for what is needed. But— These are Your mysterious ways. But can't You show any shred of sympathy? I know You see things differently, but can't You see in our eyes? We are in anguish. We are in despair. And still You hold us for the challenge You so require for the worthy. What of the rest? They aren't all brave souls. They aren't all soldiers of Your faith. Should they be disregarded? Does the sin of being unworthy rightfully deserve hell, even on Earth? I know I am one whose soul would one day burn, but... don't we at least deserve an apology? Or if not, at least a brief respite before eternal damnation? We are the strays, after all. Can we at least get relief before being cast out? Or are we unworthy even of Your slightest, tiniest, itty-bitty... blessing? But who am I to ask? I'm going to hell anyway.