My parents can't debate to save their lives. It's always "we're your parents so we're right" or "God will punish you for disobedience." So to you, God, if I have been wrong my whole life, and my parents' way is the righteous path, then I am yours to punish. Considering how many people have labeled me as a wretched child, I've been waiting a long time for you to smite me... Assuming you exist, of course.