Yesterday I was listening to a person's testimony who had endured an abusive hellish life but has since found peace and healing. I'm glad for said person but must admit that I choked at some of the conceptions the individual had of how God was working in their life. I'll stick to discussing one. The lady shared how her husband became abusive and beat her and God saved her from dying from the violence. And on top of that, even though her car was stolen at the same time, God protected the car from getting "even a scratch" on it. So her god let her get beat but intervened to make sure the perpetrator didn't fully kill her. And God made sure the car that got stolen didn't get any scratches or dents. The stereo equipment was stolen but that gave the woman silence which helped her grow closer to God. Sorry but that strikes me as a really weird god. I tell my kids all the time, I don't care if your toy breaks or gets muddy, I can always get a new to...
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