I used to work with a woman who was a fervent christian. She never missed an opportunity to sing praises to and about the Lord. She was, if truth be told, a very nice woman but, with her constant references to the Almighty, a very annoying woman. If she knew you had a problem of any kind, she'd give you a leaflet on how God could help you with it. It didn't matter what was troubling you, there was always a leaflet: What Jesus Teaches Us About Debt, God Can Help With Acne and Halitosis and the Holy Ghost and so on.
I remember one particular day a few years ago she kept leaving her desk suddenly throughout the day. She'd announced earlier that morning that she didn't feel very well and it soon became obvious to everyone that her sudden disappearances were emergency dashes to the toilet. By mid afternoon she was looking pretty distraught and she told her manager that she wanted to go home as she was still in quite some discomfort. She promised to come in early the next day to make up for the time lost and off she ran.
The next day she came in early, as she'd promised. She said that she still didn't feel 100% but nowhere near as ill as she'd felt the day before. Her manager took her aside to check that everything was OK. Ten minutes later, the manager emerged from the meeting room barely containing a huge grin. The manager later confided in us that this woman had not quite made it home the afternoon before and had soiled herself on the main road only a hundred yards from her house, adding, "And she was wearing tights!"
Now what sort of fair and just God allows that to happen to one of his most fervent disciples?
SW?
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