"You blame God for what happened to you?"
"Maybe. Probably."
She frowned, and I could tell that what I said had bothered her. "I didn't mean to offend you."
"You didn't. I just wonder why it is that we blame God for everything except the good. Did you blame Him for giving her to you in the first place? How many people go their whole lives and never get to experience that kind of love?"
I looked down.
The Walk - Richard Paul Evans

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