“Sweetheart,” the young mother said, as she leaned over her teenage daughter sitting on the couch pouting. “Don’t you understand that God and I love you UN-conditionally?”
“If that’s the case then you’d let me do what I want to do and it would be okay, right? the daughter replied.
“Well, that’s not what I meant.” the mother responded.
“Then your love is conditional and God is a liar!” the daughter shouted, stomping out of the room.