So why are we all still here? The answer is a gracious God. Forget about the rest of the globe for a moment and let’s just talk about your own life. By now you’ve done all kinds of nasty little sins, and God could have used any one of them as justification for wiping you out. How many times have you blown off God’s convictions not to sleep around? The first time you had sex with someone outside of marriage, BAM, God could have nailed you with some heinous STD and had you die some agonizing death. Why shouldn’t He? He’s God and you’re some little fleck of dust—how dare you defy His Authority? Ever have an abortion? In the laws that Yahweh gave to Moses, He said it was “eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.” So since you went and had your baby’s body hacked apart, you can’t possibly argue why God shouldn’t rip you apart limb from limb and let you die in a pool of your own blood. The same goes for all of you men who pressured your women into murdering the baby who you helped procreate: you’re just as guilty. And how about all those times you said cutting words to someone? How about all those promises you broke?