I believe that bad things happen to good people. Better yet, I believe that terrible things happen to the most innocent of people. Nothing bad ever happened to Hitler; the millions of innocent jews he killed did not deserve their gruesome deaths. Orphans as young as children do not deserve a life without a parent to guide them through it. A lot of times I ask myself, Why? Why do things like this happen to good people, why don 't I ever see bad people suffering? A lot of times I turn to God and ask him this rhetorical question which I know will have no answer to. It 's hard not to blame someone when such tragedy occurs. Unfortunately, I admit that I do blame God sometimes for tragedies and, unfortunately, I have many stories to base my belief on, but here is just one of them that affects me most.
A while ago when I was just 2 months old my brother Ilan, an angel gifted from God to my family passed away. A gift to short to be returned. A terrible tragedy can 't even describe this horrific event. When my mother gave birth to me it was the happiest day in her and …show more content…
Though it isn 't just one incident, it 's my parents divorce, my ongoing terrible high school experience, kids who used to bully me, etc. I’ve had a really tough life. I try to do be nothing but nice, caring and friendly. Yet all these good characteristics come and stab me in the back. My mother, a single mom, strives so hard to make me happy after bad things have happened to her. Her strength shows me that there is still hope out in the world. Although I do have hope, I question God’s system. It’s hard to believe in God-given rewards when God tends to punish good people more than he rewards them. I know that I’ll never have a reason about why so many cruel things have happened to my family and I, but I will never stop questioning why. I am not a pessimist but I this I
A while ago when I was just 2 months old my brother Ilan, an angel gifted from God to my family passed away. A gift to short to be returned. A terrible tragedy can 't even describe this horrific event. When my mother gave birth to me it was the happiest day in her and …show more content…
Though it isn 't just one incident, it 's my parents divorce, my ongoing terrible high school experience, kids who used to bully me, etc. I’ve had a really tough life. I try to do be nothing but nice, caring and friendly. Yet all these good characteristics come and stab me in the back. My mother, a single mom, strives so hard to make me happy after bad things have happened to her. Her strength shows me that there is still hope out in the world. Although I do have hope, I question God’s system. It’s hard to believe in God-given rewards when God tends to punish good people more than he rewards them. I know that I’ll never have a reason about why so many cruel things have happened to my family and I, but I will never stop questioning why. I am not a pessimist but I this I