I'll admit first off I've not been a fan of Ken Liu's work so far. Clearly I'm in the minority, but that happens from time to time.
The reading by Anaea Lay was quite good :-)
For this story, still not a big fan, but I did enjoy some if it. I listened to it while doing the dishes, and, as it turns out, my son (17), ended up overhearing most of it as he was sitting in the dining room. I found out he was listening when, after God said, "What I have to work with...", my son piped up "Is God racist?" Which I'll admit was the same thought I had. Frankly, it was what saved the story for me.
I'm not certain if it's blasphemous or not, but I oscillated between shock and school-girl giggles as God acted like the father in $#*! My Dad Says.
The best part for me was that throughout the story, something notable would happen, and my son or I would pause the story and debate whether or not that something was worthy of God or Rebecca. We also discussed what this implied to our version of God (we aren't religious, but we are opinionated
) how much we agreed with the idea or how He behaved. The longest debate we had was if Rebecca should have called God by the Hebrew term Yahweh or not. I was in the Not camp as I felt that while Rebecca was Jewish, she didn't study Hebrew so she went with the term most familiar. My son felt she lacked devotion. We ended with neither agreeing with the other. Working out shabbat was the second longest debate (we paused it as Rebecca and God started working it out, so we could come up with our own answers first) God and I agreed and my son was shocked that it took God so long to work out the math