What a strange God some people need who leaves signs and wonders, but requires having to kill to get it done.
Where He could simply will it, their God causes tornadoes to leave a telephone pole that looks like a cross, but has to kill people and ruin people’s lives to do that.
He allows war, famine, and disease, so a handful of people can claim that they were saved by their loving God while others died.
He allows thousands to be killed at the World Trade Center, so He can have a cross appear out of the dust cloud.
He allows 168 people, men, women, and children, to die in a federal office building bombing so He can preserve a tree.
Tah-dah!
If He ever wants to show His love of me in a dramatic way, I really hope He just lets me win the lottery, and doesn’t kill people around me and leave me standing.