"I will accept G-d only if I can confront G-d. Not benign acceptance, but the eternal wrestling of the soul. Jacob wrestled with You and he came forth limping from the arena. I am damaged as well, and I understand completely the Yiddish lament, 'Oh, L-rd, You help complete strangers, why won't You help me?'

There's a Midrash where the question is asked with the addition of a poignant cry, 'G-d, it is such a difficult world, why don't you send someone who can change it?' and G-d answered, 'I did send someone. I sent you.'"