Thinking on these things again. Heart abnormalities. Human condition shtuff. Then the argument ensues. Just read an awesome book suggested by a friend that addresses the thoughts in this rambling.
“A Grace Disguised”
“How the soul grows through loss”
By Jerry Sittser
“Just who do you think you are?” I demanded.
“Who do you think I am?”
“You are the God in the dock, often under investigation, especially when things go awry.”
“For example?”
“When plates under the ocean slide, causing a wave to morph into a wall of destruction on innocent people. When tornados twist through towns and suck the life out of them. When land dries up and fails to give sustaining crops to families. Anytime Mother Nature gives humanity a swift kick.”
“Natural disasters.”
“Yes. I struggle with them. Why don’t you give Mother Nature a stiff lecture ending with ‘God so loved the world?’ Sometimes it would be easier to be a deist, believing you set the world spinning and then walked out the door.”
“There are many easier ways.”
“Do tell.”
“You may not like them.”
“Well, right now I don’t really care for what you’re not
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Gerald the Writer 
If God was a puppet master what would our life be like; our choices, our goals, our dreams and hopes that makes each of us a unique person choosing to love, choosing to give thanks, choosing to worship.
Our free will is a mystery and a gift. Thanks Jasper!