When I was about 14 I was being sexually assaulted by my father. I saw a hand mirror on the night stand and I cracked it over his head. He tossed me in a closet and stomped on me over and over and over again. I couldnt barely walk for days.

Years later I was telling a very religious friend about this incident, and the other incidents. Her response is that God chooses some people to endure.

What kind of God is that? Where was he at this dark moment?