Our hike along the “Pilgrim’s Progress” trail will require frequent rests. Plus I want to address every concern and comment. That won’t happen if they’re allowed to pile up.
So. Edohiguma, in this heartbreaking comment, brings up the most popular argument against the existence of God: the existence of evil.
So the bastard gets away, and four innocent people simply die on their way home from holidays.
Edohiguma also mentions post-partum depression. I’ll take a leap here and assume Edohiguma is…a parent? (I just now learned post-partum depression can affect fathers.)
Edohiguma has created life. So let’s forget God for a moment. How does a parent ensure that evil absolutely, positively, never ever happens? It is the parents’ responsibility to teach right and wrong, and to ensure children chose “right”.
And yet children do do wrong. (Sometimes even doo-doo wrong!)
Mankind’s “God-disproving” trope #1 is: if God existed, evil wouldn’t. But that also means…
…parents do not exist.
You’re not convinced? The logic is exactly the same! If loving and perfect parents existed, how could children ever…oh, wait. You’re not perfect, are you? Your best-laid plans go oft awry. Hmm. In that case, there’s only one way you can be sure your infant never becomes the deadly bastard of Edohiguma’s nightmares.
You must strangle it in its crib.
If all parents did that, evil would shortly cease to exist. Yet for some reason they don’t. They stick with imperfect brainwashing and crossing their fingers. But by doing it that way…and allowing others to…they guarantee the persistence of evil.
So forget why God allows evil. Why do you? “I don’t have the power to eliminate it!” you cry. True. Neither does God.
God is not omnipotent, Yes, He is the Creator of All. But “omnipotent” is a nonsense word. God cannot “create a weight He cannot lift.” God cannot create mutually exclusive outcomes, because they are mutually exclusive outcomes.
Well, have I not just proven that, in this world, having a family and eliminating evil are mutually exclusive? Make your choice. So rather than ask why God permits evil, ask: why don’t parents murder their children?
Because it’s the same…exact…reason.
Which brings the forlorn cry, “then why not make us incapable of evil?” Gee, why don’t parents buy robots instead of making babies? Don’t they know what they’re letting themselves in for? That self-willed, unpredictable child guarantees pain and fear and worry. And that’s without the little carpetmonkeys growing into monsters.
So why? Why? Why? Why did God choose offspring? Why did you, Edohiguma?
It’s a mystery to me. But then, I’m a weirdo. Edohiguma (and billions of others) see evil and conclude, “there is no God.” I see it and wonder, “how is it that I can recognize evil?”. Conclusion: “I have a conscience”.
Examining it, I concluded it was calibrated against something. It thrummed in harmony with something objective, some great Tuning Fork. I knew this because compared to it, I was the subjective thing. My thoughts and feelings and opinions are always awhirl, always changing. That conscience? Inviolate and immovable.
And apparently indestructible. I’ve spent my entire life battering against the thing. It is indifferent to argument, pleas, bargains, excuses, curses, wailing and gnashing of teeth.
(And, take my word for this, it is utterly impervious to chemical warfare. You cannot drown it with alcohol, suffocate it with nitrous oxide, deaden it with pot, or dazzle it with acid or X. You can destroy yourself against it, you can blind yourself to it, but you can’t even scratch the paint of the thing itself.)
“I” am a self-referential pattern of constantly changing thoughts and memories and habits. “I” altered enormously over the decades. My conscience did not. It does not. And it will not. Because it is my intersection with the Divine, the Perfect and Unchanging. God, our spiritual Father.
Through our consciences He raises us spiritually, just as parents like Edohiguma raise children physically and mentally. All while knowing those children they love, so very very much, might just break their hearts.
Sorry to run on here. And I’m uncomfortable with all this touchy-feely stuff, so let me retreat into a geometric analogy.
Of course you never see God when beholding evil. Perhaps…Duh!…you’re looking in the wrong direction? Fortunately your conscience isn’t only an “evil detector” it’s also a compass. So pinpoint evil, then pinpoint where you are in relation to it. (You’re human, don’t pretend you have no relationship with evil.) Trace the line from evil to yourself. Now, using your conscience and imagination simultaneously, keep extending the line through you. It is now headed straight for evil’s exact opposite. So draw that line as hard and fast and far as you can! Now turn around.