well, the real question is…what implications, if any result due to Satan ‘winning’ over more souls than God? Ive wondered about this quite often, as in modern times, it is easy to see how many people are corrupted by evil and are completely content living like this, plus the fact that the bible itself says not that many people will even make it to heaven, so if that is true, then there is ALOT of souls that dont make it and they have to go somewhere…right?
I think there is more to this than we know, after all, we all know for a fact we are not given ALL the facts, only what God sees fit for us to be aware of…I think its quite possible there are implications to the one who ‘wins over’ or better word would be managed to successfully influence, the greater number of souls. This would really show that entity(whomever it may be) had greater sway over a majority of people. thats the way I see it anyway.
And really, since God saw all this before any of us were created, another question would be, why would God, (knowing all this to be true and a greater majority of souls HE breathed life into), would end up in hell instead of in Heaven? This is pretty serious imo, By the way, what kind of motive for God is that?
There is something that just doesn’t add up. Christ suffered, but he suffered
willingly. He said, “Ok dad, I’m willing to have three bad years and three horrible days to reconcile those bastards with us”. I’ve had more than my share of suffering, my dad was an emotionally frozen, angry, alcoholic, pious Catholic, yeah I had a dream childhood (sic), i suffered because of others’ poor choices/free will, but why God decided to equip me with a sub-par genetic material is all his fault. Why he never said (about my introverted, pathologically shy personality, my depression and anxiety) “Be healed” has nothing to do with anyone’s free will but it has to do with God’s rotten or absent heart. God is omni freaking potent, all powerful, almighty, there is a hell of a
lot he can do without stepping on anyone’s sacro saint free will. Your dad died because you loved him (because God is not interested in taking someone from you who is a burden or a pain to you), I’ve never loved my dad, oftentimes when he’d get back from work, I’d wonder ‘Why are you even alive, I mean car accidents happen?" Mark my words: he will outlive me. God is out to frustrate, that’s his essence, his nature, identity. If he wanted me vibrant, glowing, happy, believe me it’d make it happen, very easily. A little money here, a little healing there, you’d laugh if i told you how many times I’ve begged God with genuine tears in my eyes’ “Please God help me, change me, heal me, take the tiny part of my heart that this life has not closed completely and change me”. Mark my words, look it up, it comes from the French: God is the quintessential dolorist.
Nothing else makes sense. He thrives on suffering, on
others’ suffering, that is. I’ve never got the part about God being perfect, loving, omnibenevolent (all good). Jesus chose to be ridiculed, to be spat on, to be rejected, to be incarnate, no matter how I try to remember, I have never said “yes” to this life. The kind of life I’ve been given is the cram-down-your-throat-till-you-can’t-breathe type of gift. How many thousands of people who feel stuck in a life they’d rather not be in, all because God was overflowing with love and was eager to bring these people into their nightmare. If God is prescient, then he is simply not loving. We’ve only skimmed over God’s awesomeness in the temporal realm, we’ve not mentioned the eternity of hell for fragile human beings. i hate being alive, hate my life, I hate who I am, I hate being a dumb loser, and I also hate above all the one who is responsible for my being in this nightmare*: God. Nonexistence, miscarriage, abortion, sudden infant death, anything but this life, dear loving God. I feel sorry for the people who turn to God for help and comfort. Dust, silence or crumbs is all he’s willing, in all his magnanimity, to reluctantly let go of. At least Satan can’t create new life, unlike our loving God. If you want sorrow, trouble and affliction, go to God, he’ll be happy to oblige. Happy Easter everyone…
*This life is a part of it, God’s hell is the definitve part of it, all because I can’t bring myself to sing the praises of God. Saying God is awesome, for me, would be like saying wieners are a delicacy. The ultimate source of my trouble—>God.

Jesus No loving God=no afflicted Robertanthony, weary and disheartened. I’m around because my loving God decreed that I was gonna be his little puppet, whether I liked it or not did not enter the equation Now tall me how God is praiseworthy because he respects our (drumrolls) free-will.
