Ahhh, the age old question - why would a powerful, loving God allow bad things to happen to good people? Or, more simply - why does God allow suffering?
The ancients and the moderns have written eloquently on these issues. The problem, of course, is that there really isn't a pleasing answer. The most convincing arguments for me go something like this (and I generalize magnificently):
- God has created all that is seen and unseen;
- God has created people and given people free will;
- God is able to influence that world and is capable of dramatic intervention but at the the end of the day dramatic interventions are rare enough to be known as miracles and the "influence" thing is a great mystery - yes it happens (and is apparently influenced by prayer) but we don't really understand how or why it happens;
- Since people have free will to do as they please they can often make perfectly horrendous choices - that could mean driving drunk or it could mean beating a child or working for the mass extermination of a group of people;
- Since people have free will to do as they please they can often make perfectly beautiful and noble choices - raising families, giving up their life to save another life, working to end genocide.
And on and on it goes... but at the end of the day the answer to the question of suffering and misery is this awesome mystery.
This has all been well and good in my life. I've had great things happen and I've had not great things happen. But rarely have I wondered, "Oh why me?"
All of that has changed since Uganda. That is true because of the slums that I saw in my first days there. But it is more true because of the horrendous suffering I saw at the pediatric cancer "center."
I have found myself virtually unable to pray - unable to talk to God, unsure it was worth the price of the phone call. After all, if God allowed that sort of suffering what good was the conversation? It isn't that I thought God was bad, just that God was... impotent.
Then, over the weekend, in the midst of my latest (16th!) round of chemo (light), I found myself falling asleep falling back into my habit of talking to God.
I don't remember all of the details but it went something like this:
- I was thinking about the horrible things I'd seen, thinking about the fact that as I lay there in my very comfortable bed in my very comfortable home, that misery was occurring and that misery was just a tiny fraction of the misery that existed elsewhere.
- I asked God why it happened... why he let it happen... whether it was worth even talking to him... whether it mattered... and he didn't strike me dead.
- I asked him how he could allow that suffering...
- "I don't. You do."
That's pretty much what I heard. It wasn't condemning. It wasn't guilt-inducing. It was pretty matter of fact.
Then the simple - for I major in the simple things - thought... it isn't that God allows suffering... WE DO. Right? Let's think about this. How much money do we make? How much do we spend each year on... oh... coffee? clothes? computers? cars? How much do we spend to become fatter than we should? We have the resources to change the world... we just use those resources on ourselves and curse God for allowing suffering.
The old excuses - well, aren't there just a bunch of corrupt dictators who take all of the money? - are exposed for what they are... excuses... yes, there is a lot of corruption but there are plenty of African leaders who aren't corrupt who preside over nations with much horror... we can always start there.
THESE ARE NOT NEW THOUGHTS. I know this. But, I have a passionate grasp of the obvious so bear with me.
I've been angry at God. I've been questioning God... and God has just been waiting for me... patiently, quietly, lovingly... waiting to remind me that this world of suffering didn't just dawn one horrid morning... the suffering has been building... decision by decision.. indecision by indecision... and all the while God was there... whispering into an ear, "No, please no," or perhaps "Yes" or perhaps "Go". And he has been trying to intervene and still is... even now... even at this moment... even in my ear... even in yours...
What does this mean? I HAVE NO IDEA. But I am finally on the other side of the something I've not been able to scale...
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There are many things that "we" allow.
Tsunamis, earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, plagues, birth defects, and many more are NOT things that "we" allow.
That's God.
The free will argument doesn't touch this: the misery that God and only God inflicts on his children.
My moral sense, the one that God gave me, becomes viciously angry at this senseless cruelty. Why would God bestow the gift of a conscience, and then tune this conscience so as to be furious at the cruelty of its creator?
Tsunamis, earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricnes...
Those things are a result of SIN in the earth, NOT GOD! They were not present in the garden of Eden BEFORE Adam sinned.
Just a thought.
Earthquakes, tornadoes, even birth defects are the normal events of a natural world and have nothing to do with good and evil. They may not all be within our control as to their occurrence, but the ability to avoid being harmed by such events is within our ability, and thus our obligation. If we spent less of our resources on war, entertainment and self-satisfaction, and more on studying these events, we might today be more advanced in our ability to keep the negative effects at a minimum.
I believe that God has presented us with many challenges as well as the choice in how to use our curiosity and intelligence. Many choose to spend their lives in pursuits that benefit lives while other choose to spend their lives feeding thier own indulgences. It's about where we focus. It's not God's job to step in and fix things where we have failed to do what we can do. If, on occassion, He does choose to do so we should be grateful rather than demanding that he do so more often at our behest.
Nobody should blame infinitely Holy, Almighty God for the evils and sufferings of this world, be they tsunamis or deaf and blind babies or any other things like cancers or plane crashes!
We need to remember that after God created everything He said " It is very good," (Genesis 1:31).
When a God Who is infinitely all-knowing declares that something is very good, it means that it is INFINITELY good because infinitely good "hands" made the thing. It's the same as dirty hands cannot make clean objects. Try writing a few words on a pure white sheet of paper while your hand is covered with black soot or brown dirt. This means simply that the infinitely "clean" hands of Almighty God created or made an infinitely good universe to start off with.
The evils and the disasters we experience in this world, therefore did not come from the hands of that infinitely good Almighty God. It came from an infinitely evil person and his name is Satan according to the Holy Bible.
Please read about it in the very first few chapters of the very first book of the Holy Bible.
By the way, there is no other book in the whole world which explains so clearly and so simply why there is evil and suffering in this world.
Well, my 2 cents: I'm a strong believer in destiny, cos a lot of things I have seen and experienced can only be explained by it. And the man was right above, to be raising a point on what is the "choice" that you have, when your actions are already guided/decided. Also, say a man has committed a lot of sins, and as a means of punishment, he is to meet with an accident. Now the person who runs him down is just doing his "job" (however unknowingly - that he would be running our man down). Why would it be then used against him?
All said and considered, it is my humble opinion that god is a very very powerful, but extremely bored, egoistic, egotist (why else in your "guides to your kids", would you ask them to "Pray to you, and all would be fine"? - they're your kids, you gave them the problem - solve it for them!). Also, and if the earlier text wasnt blasphemous, this probably is - god, to me, is a psychopath and a sadist as well. I can think of no other description for an entity that creates life forms, inflicts endless pain, and sits aside and watches the show. Just when its getting a little boring - he hurts you again - scorching you from there, amputating you from here, checking how long you can hold out. And do notice how your moments of happiness are far outnumbered by moments of grief (yeah pls. dont give me - happy-times-go-faster-than-the-sad-ones). This is cos, in the chief objective of causing pain(physical and otherwise), it is at times a heightened ecstasy when you induce the subject to extreme happiness, and then suddenly give them a whole lot of grief.
Since he is powerful, i submit to him. I am not a fool. But I dont respect god. I feel as of today, before I decide to turn evil, I am a far better person than god. And all who pray to him "religiously" depress me to no end! As they look to me like sad, desperate, people, crippled by bullets still lodged in their knee caps dragging themselves on the floor, inching towards the shooter, begging him to please - oh please - not shoot them further.
This is awful. Life, I mean.
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