`` He can and He will . He is a God of love , Naomi . '' `` No , '' said Naomi with stubborn conviction . `` He is n't a God of love at all . That 's why I 'm skeered of him . No , no . He 's a God of wrath and justice and punishment . Love ! There ai n't no such thing as love ! I 've never found it on earth , and I do n't believe it 's to be found in God . '' `` Naomi , God loves us like a father . '' `` Like MY father ? '' Naomi 's shrill laughter , pealing through the still room , was hideous to hear . The old minister shuddered . `` No -- no ! As a kind , tender , all-wise father , Naomi -- as you would have loved your little child if it had lived . '' Naomi cowered and moaned . `` Oh , I wish I could believe THAT . I would n't be frightened if I could believe that . MAKE me believe it .
Surely you can make me believe XXXXX there 's love and forgiveness in God if you believe it yourself . ''
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