On these lines, He is the only One with the authority to give things and take them away. And even in the best of days, I want God to take away my mishaps and sins, my horrors and devolutions. I wish that my thorns are plucked out violently with a tweezer-or it will get horribly infected, but wishing is not enough. He doesn’t want idleness, but that’s what we humans are experts in. if a *snaps fingers* could change things, we wouldn’t even thought of leaving in the first place! Heck, we wouldn’t even be in America!
Government is a doozy. University’s in trouble. An oil spill is damaging. Oh, if a harpazo would take place! I don’t want death, but I sure wish for all these irresolutions to end in the first place! The limbo we live in is not too far from Heaven, but a bit closer to Hell! I want out from the discrimination, all the murders, all the corruption, and all the pain. I want out from the steps that we’re bound to take. I don’t want people to yell at me (even if they’re not), but alas, such is life.