Have you ever thought how a temporary place of punishment, a personal hell with a beginning and an end followed by the soul ceasing to exist would be a solution that would satisfy everyone? I’d still wonder with some amount of torment why God willed a life of anxiety, depression, lack, adhd, excessive shyness, very limited/non existent learning capacity, why his “best” was that I be born in a dysfunctional family with an angry, domineering, bitter, emotionally frozen, alcoholic yet very pious Catholic as a father, but God not loving me would only be a tough thought to bear for a couple of decades, then I’d suffer for a couple of decades (in a temporary hell) for being an ungrateful sinner, then I’m off to sleep. So long depression, so long torturing my stupid mind, so long wondering why it was decreed from times immemoriam that I would lose and suffer, so long hearing about God’s love when most things in my life contradict that, so long being a loser, so long being me, so long hoping and going from day to hopeless day realizing hope is not warranted. I think tragedy keeps things exciting for God. I’m all for torture to get critical information from a terrorist or a hardened criminal, that’s a means to an end, hell is just vindication and disproportionate retribution. It’s strange to think of all those babies who have died thru the ages and who, if given the “chance”, would have grown up to be and die as enemies of God. Hitler could be in Heaven if God had wanted to. Countless babies would be in hell if God had wanted to. When you dig deeper is when you realize what may look like love is anything but in some cases. 10 starving kids, all I have as food are peanuts, it’s loving of me to feed these kids with peanuts. Unless I know for a fact 2 will die from anaphylactic shock. Some are not cut out for life, some can’t accept who God is or what God says through no fault of theri own. Nobody would want to marry a spouse they have nothing on common with, they have incompatible personalities, you find the sound of their voice annoying, you have no physcial attarctyion whatsoever, then somebody comes along and says that this person loves you very much and that you will suffer unspeakable horror and tragedy if you don’t agree to get married. That’s a strange sytem to be forced into. So much of it doesn’t resist a critical scrutiny.
“Here’s who he is God, what he requires of you, what he promises you if you submit, if you do submit you will die, be resurrected and live happily ever after with God. Otherwise death will be the end of you.”. Depending on a myriad of factors, this life can be crushing if you’re not equipped to face it, but God is more crushing. apart from the 7 or so hours of sleep I get daily where I stop being aware and conscious, I’m looking at an eternity of not being able to forget who I am, that I am, and that God is as well. Let’s say when I was a young boy, I had other plans. I made God laugh with those plans. Y’all know the saying.