He sat down in the corner next to the door and looked at them with his amused, or maybe tearful eyes — it was hard to tell, especially in the feeble light of the yellow lamp.
“God is hanging so low now, looking us right in the eye, and we still can’t see Him. In the old days, someone would sin, and God might take years figuring out whether to punish him or not. Sometimes He’d leave it for the sinner’s kids to pay his debt. He’d wait out the sinner’s death to see if he got reformed. That’s how it was when He still had faith in the human race. Now the Lord shows Himself right away — like a father smacking his snotty brats’ hands with a spoon for sticking them in the potatoes before their elders — that’s how they did it in the old days and that’s what the Lord does these days. He lost all pa
