Oh hello...Yes, I saw Mickey, saw the smoke, drank beer in L.A. by the light of Angels Stadium (they don't call it that)...went casino hopping over Labor Day in the backwoods of California (yes we have them, but you might call them rice felds) and now am back home trying to clean up my work situation...of all things...
In the midst of all of this, I just had what amounts (for me anyway) to an epiphany...If God existed...I have skipped the previous argument...If God existed...I understand why we have pain, why bad things happen to good people, why the drunk driver always survives the crash, why my credit card works online but not at the department store, why we have lines, why the other line always moves faster...I get all of this...I could go on...what I want to know is.....Why would God allow broken butterflies????...it makes no sense...
In the midst of all of this, I just had what amounts (for me anyway) to an epiphany...If God existed...I have skipped the previous argument...If God existed...I understand why we have pain, why bad things happen to good people, why the drunk driver always survives the crash, why my credit card works online but not at the department store, why we have lines, why the other line always moves faster...I get all of this...I could go on...what I want to know is.....Why would God allow broken butterflies????...it makes no sense...
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delores:
ah. i feel like such a dumb ass now.
delores:
ha! i never realized that. i remember them well enough. come to think of it, i'm sure my little brother wouldnt have any idea how to use one....