Perhaps God does not find favor with me. He loves me, at least that’s what I’m told. But He need not like me. Why should He? If anything else I probably annoy Him. I question His existence, wonder whether or not the Bible carries His Word, think twice about the claims of Jesus’ divinity. And sometimes in my solitary moments of rage, I tell God to screw Himself. Why should He like me? He doesn’t need to. I just hope His grace is big enough to save a fool like me.