I love you unconditionally, but only if you worship me and abide by my rules (some of which I may or may not have revoked when my son who is also me came down to Earth)
This is what annoys me the most about people who go on about God "sacrificing" his son. Since they think Jesus is now in Heaven, that means God got him back - when you don't normally get something you've sacrificed back. God didn't really "sacrifice" Jesus, he basically just sent him off to summer camp. Granted, the hazing at this summer camp was a bit extreme, but whatever.
It's like Batman can go toe to toe with people with actual superpowers because he devotes every second of every day to training and preparing for his Batmaning, but whenever anyone suggests that Bruce Wayne would be able to do more good with his money than by punching people in the face we suddenly find out that he also devotes every second of every day to philanthropic efforts. The important thing is that your favourite imaginary friend is always right and is the best at everything, logical coherency be damned.
And all to basically deal with red tape that he put there himself. And somehow, sending his son and then the son getting lightly tortured and then murdered with a slow death by humans saved humanity? And people today still believe that bad writing?
And some even reject the actual decent parts because they'd rather hate their neighbours and church establishments enable this because they've really just been another angle to gain power and wealth over and from the people respectively and basically just say, "you're good as long as you accept a world view that puts me into a position of spiritual authority".
I mean, the guy is all knowing. That means he knew, back when he created Adam, that this moment would come. He could have changed 1000 things. Yet he chose this particular order of things leading to the 'sacrifice' of Jesus.
There's just so many plot holes when you make a fella omniscient.
I am all powerful, buuuut anything bad I guess the devil got the better of me. Oh and I don’t step in when, y’know, genocides happen, or disease—basically, I’m a very hands-off benevolent god…insomuch that my benevolence knows only the bounds of basically chance. If something good happened? You’re welcome. Something bad? Keeeep prayin’ biiitch!