Reason For God Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hindi ako mabuting tao at madalas nagkakasala pero marunong akong humingi ng tawad at magsisi sa mga ginawa ko. Sa murang edad, maaga akong namulat sa reyalidad ng buhay. Hindi naging maganda ang takbo ng lahat. Maaga akong naulila. Lumaki ako sa hirap, swerte na kung kumain kami ng tatlong beses sa isang araw. Many people have asked, "If there is a God, why does He permit suffering?" It may sound crazy, but I believe that suffering serves a purpose.

boy:- so you are god, you are really beautiful, can you explain to me why you didn't help me when I was suffering alone and when I was about to die, why didn't you let me die when I was suffering, explain you are the goddess of death, why didn't you something, why didn't you kill me so I don't have to suffer, after all, you are the goddess of death, why I am alive and keep suffering. goddess:- you kid, all humans are just behaving like idiots, do you think that we hate you or do you think we have only you to fill your life with happiness, no we have to do complex and superior work, but because of your selfish nation you suffer because you want to guarantee to have everything and go everythi

“Come back home. The kids are waiting for you.” I was stunned for a moment. We often believe that everything happens for a reason. But I can’t seem to figure out why all these things happened. Why did God let me fall for someone responsible for my parents’ death? Why did God let me have children with him? I even let myself believe that Ulie was the one for me. “Are you okay?” I did not notice Luna’s presence. I was so consumed by my emotion.

“There’s always a point to standing for Good.” “Tell me you understand that answer is why the goddess chose you to carry this burden,” I thought to her. “But I can’t do it. I don’t have control over it. No one does.” “Do you know what Life wants? Its motivation?” I thought to her. “The goddess said Life has an insatiable desire to exist. It pops up everywhere. Evolves.” “Life is far more vast than even the gods, right?” I thought to her. “Yeah.”

"What if there is, though? What if God is still there, even when life gets dark?" John looked at me then, really looked at me, like he was trying to understand something. "How can you still believe? After everything that's happened to you, everything my father has done?" "Because I have to," I said simply. "If I stop believing that there's something bigger than all this pain, then what's the point? Besides," I added with a small smile, "maybe God put me here for a reason." "What reason could that possibly be?" I felt my cheeks warm, but I held his gaze. "Maybe to help you remember that you're not as lost as you think you are."

my voice broke. “What? Why the fuck would I leave you?” His face was full of anger and confusion. “Because I’m tainted.” His eyes travelled the whole of my face as he grabbed it with both hands. “Are you fucking mental? Are you smoking crack? You’re not fucking tainted? Don’t ever. Ever say that again!” He shouted at the end of the sentence. “But you’re being funny with me,” I looked up and the tears had pooled in my eyes.

" The book of 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17, says * Now our Lord Jesus Christ himself, and God, even our Father, which hath loved us, and hath given us everlasting consolation and good hope through grace, Comfort your hearts, and establish you in every good word and work. * " The priest continued his sermon on God's love for mankind... Despite all of the claims, Some people present at the event couldn't help but wonder why God had to allow a young girl to ie. Why didn't he just grant her long life instead of letting her die in such a way... Leaving her loved ones in pain? But I guess they've forgotten that everything happens for a reason... And the will of God will always come to pass...

Elena ask him, and then he took a deep breath and look at her. "What makes a god?" Carlos ask her. "..The power they have... obviously." Elena replied him. "Just that?" Carlos ask her. "Yes! Just that." She instantly reply him. "Then why do people find so much joy worshiping the gods they believe in? And why do they also believe that the gods they pray to will protect them?" Carlos ask her. "...well...well. All those people are praying to those gods because that's what their ancestor did, so they are just following traditions...i guess." Elena could not give a reasonable answer.

However, he does. Because it was an answer through ‘research’. I don’t understand. He told me that I don’t need to. Because the more he knows, the more he understands which would return with more questions, the more the answer for the problems leads to the existence of the ‘God of Creation’. He asked me before— something like ‘how the world begins’? How would I know? ‘Big bang?’ I answered. —something like ‘why do humans and different races all over the world exist’?

"Third, why me? And who? Who gave me this, well... 'ability? If I should call it that way." "Well, we both believe in god, right? But the god we know on earth is the god of our universe. It was clearly stated in various holy books, right? So how about the god in another universe? And the god who created the gods of these universes? "He smiled suspiciously as if he's arousing my interest. "There is a God who created the god we know, and he gave it to us. I don't know the reason why, but I'm sure we can benefit from it."