Mortality is a tough thing to grasp. As we think about it, we have to reconcile the fact that a time will come where we are dead. When I was a believer it was really easy for me. I understood the general concepts of life and death, of suffering, of pain . . . and I understood that, as a believer in Christ, I was going to heaven. I was totally comfortable with death. I KNEW where I was going and I was pleased with it. God could take me whenever he/she wanted to and I was cool. I have been forever fascinated with death and how we think of it, and as I was transitioning into agnosticism . . . I was still comfortable with the idea of my own demise.
The reason for this entry is a particular news article I saw this morning. So, i'm reading this and the first thing that that really grabs my attention is:
No shit . . . It's truly unfortunate that the parents didn't know better. It may seem cold to write something about this so quickly, but that's the advantage of our technology. We know about things quick enough so as to speak about them with meaning. There is a logical connection about this entire incident that is missing. First of all, everyone should wear a seat-belt. Second, someone should stay awake with the newly licensed. Here's the part that really got me:
Really?! 5 family members got snuffed out on their way to what was going to be their family vacation, so that they can reside in a "happier place"? All the while, leaving the remaining to suffer with the reality at hand? And now, I welcome the apologetics when I say, "What kind of a God pulls a dick move like that?"
It really must take a lot to separate your humanity so much as to be able to say, "ahh, fuck it. God got there first. They're in a better place."
WHAT BETTER PLACE?! We have no communicative evidence of such place and we're left with damage control. If this act of god is so simple to take away, then where is the clean up? There's really no follow through.
It's really an insensitive thing to say when there is anyone who survived. I mean, it's insensitive in general . . . but especially when there are survivors. In closing, I no longer believe that a god dictates my death.