The other day, I had too much time on my hands. Actually, more like I wasn’t paying attention to whatever it was that I was doing. Yea, that seems more like it. I’m usually always doing something, just not necessarily paying attention. R found out that when we talk on the phone and I’m agreeing to everything he says that I’m actually not really listening at all.
So the other day, I had time (in my mind). And I thought about all the bad stuff that’s been happening and how there’s all this sin and evil and Satan. And then I thought, was Satan always evil? And then I thought, what if Satan had therapy? Would he become better? And then I thought, what kind of a childhood could he have experienced to traumatize him so much that he wants to do such evil? Because really, how can anyone or anything come into this world and just want to be evil?
Maybe, Satan could become a bit nicer and a tad more humane from some therapy…..
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