Why Do We Suffer?

TukE
3 min readAug 30, 2024
The Prophet Jeremiah by Michelangelo

My Heavenly Father, I have begun to deduce that the reason we suffer in this life is because of you. Why do we go through so much pain, our hearts always yearning for some salvation?

For, my Awesome One, you yourself say to us, "I am the Lord your God, I am your saviour." Of course, one would be compelled to ask, "If you are willing to save us, why not take our suffering away completely? Why are hurdles and incredible waves sent against us as we progress in this life? Where, Oh Kind Father, is your incredible saving power?"

And yet, Oh Father, I feel that every challenge you send us has a meaning and a purpose to it. "For you shaped and moulded each of us in our mother's wombs.", and "that you take incredible care in each of our lives."

For no one lives beyond your scope, my God, and no one exists beyond your influence. For, "the stars and the planets bow down before you." My Father, if all these celestial beings rise and fall at your behest, then what of us, my Kind Lord, who take up less than an inch in your incredible universe.

For you have given us the power to scoff at you, to turn our noses up to you and exclaim that we need you not. And yet, my Father, for our lives are only as wild grass, we each live and die at your command my God. We each occupy the space in which we inhabit only through your Grace.

For, my God, there is no distinction between the righteous and the unrighteous. "For the rain falls on both the good and the bad." Therefore, my God, just as you direct the lives of the righteous, so too shall you direct the feet of the unrighteous.

And, my kind Father, all lives are led towards you. For we all come from you, my Father, and to you do we hastily return.

Is it just, then, that you lead both the lives of the unrighteous and righteous simultaneously? Can it be right, then?

I believe it to be, Oh Good Father, for "all have sinned and fall short of your wonderful glory", and, "there is no one righteous, not even one." Then, Oh Kind God, if we are all sinners, is it not just when you lead our lives? For indeed, you do lead us on, but you lead us only towards you. Either in this life we live, or in the death you have prepared for us.

If some are led on to life, my Wonderful Father, and others to death, can it be called justice? For, if some are created to live, and others to die, is that not suffering in the mind of man himself? And, my Kind One, if you save us from suffering, can it be said that you induce it in our lives as well?

Though you lead us all into and out of suffering, my Kind Lord, you are not it's creator. For, "though we persist in the valley of the shadow of death, there you are with us." For, my Kind Father, if you cared not for us, you would not partake in it with us.

For, "you took up flesh, and endured our beatings. And when we spat in your face, you accepted it humbly." And so, my kind Father, you have endured the greatest humiliation of us all, and the greatest suffering. And to this day, Kind Father, there is still no justice for the pain you have endured, nor do we humble ourselves when you remind us of the wounds we inflicted.

And so, Oh Merciful One, if you have endured the greatest suffering, and have been the recipient of the worst injustice, should you not be first to state your claim towards an end to suffering?

And yet, Oh Lord, "the time has not yet come for the world to see justice." And so, Kind Father, when the time to claim justice comes, you shall rightly be first to be given it.

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TukE
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To you my God, my Silent One, the Author of my life. To you do I dedicate these writings, in your hands are my thoughts.

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