Yesterday, I blamed God for what I saw. Today, I told him how much I hated the world. Tomorrow, I do not foresee things getting any better. Meanwhile, my Bible sits on the shelf somewhere collecting dust and my pastor has not seen me in so long he cannot remember my name although my face does look familiar.
At least things are not my fault...
"To the Jews who had believed him, Jesus said, 'If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.'" John 8:31-32