Life is hard. But harder the truth if your god didn’t care about you in the first place. Let me tell you about my GOD.
Once I fell badly, really badly, muddy, and maybe if it’s you, you will puke on me. But you know what, when He saw, He knelt down and whispered, I still love you, my son. And He put His hand over my fore-head and wiped disgrace that stained all over my face.
And the last voice I heard, “Come on let Me walk beside you.”
This is my God.