The favor

Hey God, it's me can we talk or are you busy? oh ok well here it goes then... first off let me apologize for my past behavior. you're my God, my Lord and savior. I know the last time we spoke I was very angry. But you know my heart, God, because you made me. So you already know I can get a little crazy. there's plenty that goes on that I can't get out of my mind. I just don't understand you sometimes. How can you allow people to hurt children or all these sexual crimes. how can you let mothers die? Still no cure for cancer....why? honestly, God, I think we need some you time. they've gone so far as to make prayer a crime. But, a drag queen can read to our children and that's fine?