I see God now as an unimaginative writer of popular fictions, someone who builds stories around sadistic and graceless plots, narratives that exist only to express His terror of a woman's power to choose who and how to love, to redefine love as she sees fit, not as God thinks it ought to be. The author is unworthy of His own characters.
Maybe all the schemes of the devil were nothing compared to what man could think up.
When you think about it, most of the good ideas came along to make sin a whole lot easier.
You think you know someone. But mostly you just know what you want to know.
To be honest, I think cell phones were invented by the devil.