Perfect

Dear heart:

I don't think God was any more impressed with her reasoning than you were. What a garbage response, attributing a nasty lie to God and disparaging your daughter's worth in one feel swoop. How dare she.

God doesn't love us because we're perfect. He loves us because he is. And he loves that darling, priceless, wonderful, beautiful, unique, carefully formed, delightful little sweetheart your womb grew for so many months.

It's always the Pharisee types who attribute their own ugly, sad views to God to make themselves feel better at everyone else's expense.

Jesus, on the other hand, was too busy having dinner with the untouchable castoffs or weeping with those in pain to beat people up with misquoted, misapplied, twisted-beyond-all-recognition "Thus saith the Lord" statements. He saved his anger for the "religious" types who were too puffed up on their own sanctity to lend a hand to people in need.

(And now I'm mad on your behalf...so sorry she used your pain as an opportunity to make herself feel better rather than braving the discomfort of sitting with you in the reality of the incomprehensible loss of your precious daughter. Because that's what you--and she--deserve.)