If you don't hear His voice so let Him hear yours. When prayers go up blessings descend.
The short story packs a self in a few pages predicating a lifetime
For misery don't blame God. He gives the food but we cook it.
Writers who can't invent stories often substitute style for narrative. They remind me of the painter who couldn't paint people, so he painted chairs.
A man has to construct, invent, his freedom.
When I don't feel hurt, I hope they bury me.