The Problem of Pain and Suffering
When I encounter illness, I breathe the verses of the Bible.
I have a master. This master is kind to me as long as I obey.
Yet, when I move beyond the confines my master has set for me, there is hell to pay.
He uses instruments of torture to put me back within my boundaries.
He pounds nails into the vertebrae of my spine and coats my feet with honey, setting bees…