the Suffering paradox.
Why does God allow suffering?
Depending on who you ask, you may receive the question just asked repackaged and distributed–lined with hand-me down traditional beliefs and wrapped with theological rhetoric on faith and obedience. Which is truly laughable, seeing how a supposedly “historical document” is considered heresy if the word of God is tampered with in anyway. But I’ll save that topic for another day.
Disease, War, Poverty, and the fear of death have plagued the third rock from the sun, since the dawn of civilization. Which predates the questions: why does God allow suffering?
To put it mildly, happiness is supposed to be the “end-all be-all” end game in life. It’s like everyone is trying to find the hidden binary code, for complete satisfaction.
See, the problem is not in the pursuit of happiness; it’s in the coveted notion “we were designed to always be happy”.
Make no mistake, God and I are not on equal terms–at all. In all due respects; Fuck-em–That guy. But in his defense, suffering is a necessary evil for discovering ones bliss. Temporary defeat becomes the lantern, hovering over the shoulder for the tourist stuck on the side of the; waving his cellphone in hand back and forth. Trying to get a decent signal.
“It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”
Tyler Durden Fight Club
We are not meant to happy (at least not all the time). I truly believe it’s one of his mass deceptions: if your not happy then it’s your fault or you are sinning. And my personal favorite: your fleshly desires outmatches the vessel that God gave to you, in order for his holy spirit to flow freely.
Without struggle, there’s no prize. The most gut-wrenching and awful experiences leads to unwavering gratitude, gratitude that shouldn’t be negated less the puzzled remains unfinished. Yet, we shy away from it, pushing uncomfortable situations aside while under the belief ” the path of the least resistance”. Those uncomfortable situations are character builders, without them, we’re just walking mannequins waiting for the sales associate put this months winter wear on us, for window display.
And you know worst thing about thing about all this; I mean, the most elaborate prank God has played on us: He got every mouth-breather on the plant to believe nice people live happier lives–bullshit. All this has done, along with the P.C. police,( politically correct) is create an entire continent of artificial passive-aggressive Mr. Rogers.
Plus, people are not nice for nice sake, they are nice because of the reward for being nice. But, when people realized the reward wasn’t coming; God created a fall-guy to take the blame.(the devil)
“Let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He’s a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do. I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It’s the good of all time. Look but don’t touch. Touch, but don’t taste. Taste, don’t swallow. Ahaha. And while you’re jumpin’ from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He’s laughin His sick, fuckin’ ass off! He’s a tight-ass! He’s a SADIST! He’s an absentee landlord! Worship that? NEVER!”
Al Pacino “John Milton” The Devil’s Advocate.
To Be Continued…