I always start my response by pointing out that all loving people are sometimes filled with wrath, not just despite but because of their love. If you love a person and you see someone ruining them — even they themselves — you get angry. As Becky Pippert puts it in her book Hope Has Its Reasons: ‘Think how we feel when we see someone we love ravaged by unwise actions or relationships. Do we respond with benign tolerance as we might toward strangers? Far from it. … Anger isn’t the opposite of love. Hate is, and the final form of hate is indifference. … God’s wrath is not a cranky explosion, but his settled opposition to the cancer … which is eating out the insides of the human race he loves with his whole being.’