Freedom is not because of rights, but because of love.

"I understand Jesus' love, but God is another story. I don't find them to be alike at all."
"You haven't enjoyed your time with Papa?" she asked surprised.
"No, I love Papa, whoever she is. She's amazing, but she's not like the God I've known."
"Maybe your understanding of God is wrong."
"Maybe. I just don't see how God loved Missy perfectly."
"So the judgement continues?" she said with a sadness in her voice.
That made Mack pause, but only for a moment. "What am I suppose to think? I just don't understand how God could love Missy and let her go through that horror. She was innocent. She didn't do anything to deserve that."
"I know"
Mack continued on, "Did God use her to punish me for what I did to my father? That isn't fair. She didn't deserve this. Nan didn't deserve this." Tears streamed down his face. "I might have, but they didn't."
"Is that who your God is, Mackenzie? It is no wonder you are drowning in your sorrow. Papa isn't like that, Mackenzie. She's not punishing you, or Missy, or Nan. This was not his doing."
"But he didn't stop it."
"No, he didn't. He doesn't stop a lot of things that cause him pain. Your world is severely broken. You demanded your independence, and now you are angry with the one who loved you enough to give it to you. Nothing is as it should be, as Papa desires it to be, and as it will be one day. Right now your world is lost in darkness and chaos, and horrible things happen to those that he is especially fond of."
"Then why doesn't he do something about it?"
"He already has..."
"You mean what Jesus did?"
"Haven't you seen the wounds on Papa too?"

The Shack

*On another note, something Soo Inn mentioned on Sunday, God wants to be found, more than we want to find Him.