I’M RUNNING A GODDAMNED UNIVERSE CUT ME SOME SLACK!!!

I can’t imagine how painful it is to be God. Trying your hardest to make a beautiful painting, only to have the characters you created complain and mock the world around them. Why does God let bad things happen to good people? Pretty sure you’d walk away from the canvas too if it spat back and criticized you. But perhaps, in his silence, he waits, hoping we’ll learn to appreciate the masterpiece. And after he suspects we’ve endured enough punishment, he’ll return to add an additional layer of paint. We call these added colors miracles, and they renew our dwindling faith.