I don't really believe in God anymore, but if I did, it'd be easy to believe he existed just to put me in situations where I'm in the position to show grace, understanding, or kindness to a person who previously had completely and viciously thrown me entirely under the proverbial bus. It'd be a nice thing for me to feel superior or holier than thou about - you know, that "in a world where you can be anything, be kind" bullshit that I actually believe, but in this case, doing the right thing all makes me feel just kind of tired and sad. 

I'm thinking about this only because someone I thought was a friend - but who was horrific to me last winter - came over and was sad about his life and failed relationship.