I had wanted to write more in recent weeks, but the past month or so has been rather eventful in my family. (If you know, you know.) I don’t have a ton of time right now, as I’m trying to study for an exam and write a paper without a babysitter, but I wanted to share, if briefly, some thoughts on life, death, and evil.
I’d never thought about evil in this way before, but a high school friend once told me something that would seem to confirm your point. His 9th grade younger brother was in a crash, lying in a coma for months before he died. My friend saw the mercy of God in the situation, saying that if his brother had lived, he was likely to have gotten into trouble, perhaps losing his salvation. My husband says similar things about his disabled brother. Who can understand the depth of God’s mercy?
I’d never thought about evil in this way before, but a high school friend once told me something that would seem to confirm your point. His 9th grade younger brother was in a crash, lying in a coma for months before he died. My friend saw the mercy of God in the situation, saying that if his brother had lived, he was likely to have gotten into trouble, perhaps losing his salvation. My husband says similar things about his disabled brother. Who can understand the depth of God’s mercy?