For more than a decade I’ve been mad at God.
It seems funny to be mad at someone you’ve never met or really know if he’s even real.
My Christian upbringing, however, says he is there and, thus, he is the one I am directing my anger toward.
My sister died unexpectedly in 2011 and I’ve never forgiven God for taking her away from her family.
We all prayed for a miracle that she would recover and…
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