I ask myself this a lot, if it even exists and whatnot. It’s hard to believe that there is a compassionate God because of all the terrible things that happen in the world. A friend of my brother is in the hospital with a brain infection, and things are not looking good. Factor in the fact that the poor kid had a heart transplant 2 years ago, and almost died then too. The kid’s dad had to get his leg amputated because he has diabetes. Why does this family deserve to suffer so much? And that’s only a small horrible event in this world that is constantly sucking. Why do bad things happen to good people? Why do innocent people die? Why do horrible things happen? I’d like a compassionate god to answer that for me.
so, this is my first blog, woo. i was sort of hesitant at first about getting a blog, but whatever because i have one now. I’m at a loss for words besides the fact that I hate people. I love humanity, but I hate people. Does that even make sense?
“Don’t waste your life in doubts and fears: spend yourself on the work before you, well assured that the right performance of this hour’s duties will be the best preparation for the hours or ages that follow it.”—Ralph Waldo Emerson