Peggy went to church every Sunday. She loved go to church. At church she was with family and friends. At church she was with saints. She was with the angels. And most all, Peggy was with God. She always talked God in church. She always asked God to war. She asked God to stop hate. She God to stop sickness. But war, hate and did not stop. There were war and hate sickness every day. "Mommy, why doesn't God stop , hate, and sickness?" Peggy asked. "God will," her said, "when more people ask."