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My GOD gave me a life long condition. I have, every single day, pain and suffering leaving me VULNERABLE.

Your GOD tells you to open your doors to care for me? No, it seems not. I have a good job and can pay almost any premium, but you won't take my money to pay for the LOVE you only pretend to offer on GOD's behalf.

Oh, I think I understand. Your GOD is different than mine. Where I see universal gift of being, you see only cold, hard cash. Now it makes sense.