Novelas y relatos de Ketika Kamu Merasa Tuhan Tidak Adil

Akala ko hindi na Niya ako tinanggap pa ulit. Dahil bakit ganito pa din ako? Bakit kahit magdasal ako ng paulit-ulit, hindi ko magawang ngumiti o tumawa sa galak? Bakit hindi ako tinatantanan ng pag-iisip ko? Bakit hindi ako makausap mula sa pighati ko? I was too eager to be happy that I never realized that praying to God means accepting Him fully and having faith with Him. That is what I lack.

I hope that they are free of this guilt, for I do believe that ill instruments between them and me has been the chief cause of all this bloodshed; so that by way of speaking, as I find myself clear of this, I hope and pray God that they may too; yet for all this, God forbid that I should be so ill a Christian as not to say that Gods Judgments are just upon me. Many times He does pay justice by an unjust sentence, that is ordinary. I will only say this, that an unjust sentence that I suffered to take effect, is punished now by an unjust sentence upon me. That is, so far as I have said, to show you that I am an innocent man.

" Remember the definition of faith? The absence of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen? " " Yes, Mia... I remember but what if we end up being disappointed despite this so-called faith? What if in the end our faith becomes useless as no change happens? " " If that happens... We'll have to trust that God knows best. " " It's really saddening, Mia. " " We are christains for Christ's sake! Yet we have to suffer this gruesome faith! It's so unfair! " " Who do you expect to suffer this fate instead? If I may ask? "

“Okay okay, tell me, Mother Teresa!” “I meant to say, whether the change is good or bad, we have to adjust, because life is ours only. No one else will go in your place in your life, will it? And if you feel that life is doing injustice, then remember that, every dark night is followed by a bright morning.” “But this time life has really done injustice, mama, a great injustice!” She could not help but fall on her knees and, placing her head on her thigh, held her hands and started crying.

“I don’t believe that there is a God in this world. If there is, then why are there so much injustice and unfairness?” The pastor looked at Yuri with a look of understanding on his face before he leaned back into the bench as well, looking at the statue of Jesus Christ. “Those are His trials for us humans,” he said calmly with a voice that made Yuri want to listen to him. “I believe that as long as you believe in the Lord, you cannot go wrong.” The pastor smiled as he looked at Yuri before turning back to the statue of Jesus Christ. “As long as the Lord does not live in you, there will always be darkness in the hearts of Man.”

“Well you can say that I deserve it, cause whatever that is happening to me right now is exactly what I deserve, I did something very bad and I'm paying for it” “Is it that bad?” “Very bad, you can say that I broke someone trust and now Karma is dealing with me, and I like the punishment cause I deserve it and so much more” “Don't you think you're being too harsh on yourself?” “No, I'm not, I clearly deserve it” “No, everybody actually deserves a second chance” “You think so?” “I know so”

I thought that life is so unfair. I even hated God for letting all of this happened. I only loved one woman in my life, but why did God allow me to be the reason for her sufferings? I hated God so much that I tried to kill myself. I feel like, my mere existence is the cause of the suffering of many people. The suffering of the people I love. They said when you don’t understand, you just need to trust God. I failed to do this. I failed to trust Him. One thing God has proved to me was, he is still in control.

Logan's voice was growing angry. Ellis turned to face him. “I wish I could offer you advice, but I am not a person of faith. You’re not the first to ask why bad things happen to good people and why evil is given free rein when the deities supposedly have the power to stop it. I think… the message is that bad things happen to everyone, just like good things happen. It has nothing to do with what you deserve.” She didn’t know how else to explain it.

I am good. I followed the rules, always did my best, and yet one bad thing after another happens to me. And yet my father, a bad man, is alive while nearly half a dozen people lay six feet beneath the earth for being good. How does this make any sense? How is this God's will? Why does God punish the good? Fuck God’s will. Fuck God in general. Didn't I make it clear that I don't want to hear from him anymore? That I want nothing to do with him, or anything remotely related to him?

"I was never searching for love in his eyes, I had stopped searching for it, but everytime be gave me a look of hatred and disgust and understands me wrong it breaks me down. I had to go through all this even after being at the right side of the page, being true and justified. " Why the good ones had to undergo all the trails and the worst people enjoys all the good things." Moving my eyes from his face, which just communicated his hatred for me, I stood blank. I complained to God. I was never an occasional complainer, but this time I was every time looking up towards him for justice, but everytime I returned blank, empty handed. This is the time when the wrongs have become so big and vast t