Screw that. I’m not feeling Devine, I’m feeling murderous. I come home every single day after work and watch myself, my father, my grandfather, and my son’s ridiculed and spit upon by the media and the Left. I’m not concerned about fairness. I’m concerned about slaughtering my enemies.
Trying to screw with God is a 100% guaranteed way to find your own self screwed.
If you think family being spoken ill of is bad, imagine what came upon Jesus. And He still willingly suffered and died for our sins. And He still came back to bring those blessings even to people who had hated Him, if they would but change their minds.
But if the charm offensive from heaven won’t work on you, then out will come the thunder and lightning.
And frankly... part of what set up the problem that your family found itself in, was a reluctance of their co-raced people (if not also themselves) to elevate God to the status He deserved, humbling themselves as they ought to.
Like I pointed out. An uber-race is going to be besieged by gibsmedats, if not by sheer envy. Pass the glory to God and the problem is fixed. Getting murderous will bring death on your own head.
If you’re indignant, imagine how indignant God is.