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We live like the Devil and then when something goes wrong, we blame God! How treacherously we treat our maker. He is to blame for sickness beyond our control. He takes our jobs away. He gives us too much work. He makes it rain and that makes us want to stay home from church. He makes the pastor preach too long and we don't get to the Golden Coral before the catholics. Why does God do all of these bad things to us?

Well, let me tell you why. It's because we are lying hypocrites. We cry like babies and we whine like the Israelites in the wilderness. We don't read our Bible and we don't care to know God's plan for our lives. We don't want to tell people about his saving grace because we don't want to be bothered or humiliated. We are tractors, cheaters and clowns who think that we are special. We don't need God so why does he keep pestering us? 

The real story is that God is so patient with us that he should get a medal. He loved us when we were slimy with sin. He gave his son for us. He sacrificed his son, for us. 

He has a plan and that plan is perfect. He will redeem his own and only his own. The rest will pay eternally for their rejection of his gift. So, get over yourself and surrender into God's loving arms. 

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