You must be, this little flower must be. And if he must be, all must be and must be nicely and perfect. Nobody must suffer, why it is cold? Why it is hot? There must be a mistake; why that one is rich, why that one is poor, why?
He suffers that other suffer, he suffers people do bad things and they end in jale, but why they are not in jale? Where is God that doesn't fix everything?! I can try.
Years later, when he is more old, he starts to understand that it's too heavy, too difficult to change how things go in the world. Now he can break down or sometimes he can feel that God way is not the same like his way was, the road is not a strict road, the road can bend and follow paths he did not consider at all and maybe life doesn't go on tracks like he tought, like he desired to fix everything, to complete the world like he wanted.
He suffers that other suffer, he suffers people do bad things and they end in jale, but why they are not in jale? Where is God that doesn't fix everything?! I can try.
Years later, when he is more old, he starts to understand that it's too heavy, too difficult to change how things go in the world. Now he can break down or sometimes he can feel that God way is not the same like his way was, the road is not a strict road, the road can bend and follow paths he did not consider at all and maybe life doesn't go on tracks like he tought, like he desired to fix everything, to complete the world like he wanted.
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