My mother's dad treated her like property, with the same "I made you, I can do what I want" attitude as god. He controlled my grandma with drugs, and had my mom for the express purpose of f*cking her. When she was two months old, she died and turned blue because he ejaculated in her mouth and she choked. He went to prison, where the other inmates ripped off a nut with a fork. After that, he was released as if he learned his lesson. My mother was molested by her pedophile father from birth to 15, when she could run away. God is not a pedophile, but he is abusive as he does treat us like property, expecting us to obey him like robots, expecting us to be grateful for every little thing, expecting us to thank him when we're the ones who worked hard to put food on the table. All he did is snap his fingers to make everything with his infinite magic. Being infinite, sacrifice is alien to god.