I was thinking the other night (my head is still hurting), this was right after I heard the news of Deanna Laney (tyler, texas) killing her two sons and attempting to kill the third...and I was wondering if Jehovah is real, did he watch it happen? I mean, he sees all, right? Well, what does he do? Does he just sit there, knowing what is about to happen and chooses to do nothing to prevent it? When I read about those kids, I cried. Those poor babies...I cried because could you imagine watching the one person in the world whom you trust to protect you coming down on your head with a rock and beating the very life out of you? Could you imagine how horrific those murders must have been? Could you imagine having the power to stop it and choosing not to? I kept thinking, if I could die so that no other innocent person should have to suffer, then I would. Most people would, I think.
Then I began thinking about the typical Christian response to these kinds of situations. Free will. We all have free will...yada, yada. But good god, shouldn't free will have some sort of limitations? I mean, if I were God, I would be like: fine, do whatever you want as long as it doesn't hurt someone else. Once I saw that someone was about to step over that line, zap. And I'm not going on about the pain of everyday life, i.e. the arguments, relationships, the let downs, the scratches from falls, not these little things. These things are bearable. These things you can deal with and go on with your life. I'm talking about gore, absolute suffering, mental/physical torment, things I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. The utterly cruel things that people do to one another...the things that are just as much a part of life as slamming your finger in the car door.
I most certainly could not sit back and allow - just for the sake of free will, proving my universal sovereignity, or whatever the reason - my children to suffer excruitiating deaths where they sometimes slowly starve and thirst to death just because of greedy governments, are sometimes mutilated, molested, raped, or tortured because of some pervert's "free will", or sometimes wither at the hands of cancer or some other disease that eat up their insides at a dreadfully slow and agonizing pace just because death is inevitable (and there's another issue altogether), but hey, I'm God...couldn't I make it just a little less painful? Just have a tiny bit of mercy and allow them a quick death? Instead, would I just sit there in my loftiness and see my children die these deaths that sometimes take hours, days, months, years and not bother to do a thing about it? Aye, to prove to Satan that they will love and serve me no matter what! Is this sick, or is it just me?
What kind of parent would do that?