My neighbor’ s son was injured playing rugby this weekend, and while we sat and waited for news about his emergency surgery she kept saying, “God has a reason,” “I have to believe that this is part of God’s plan,” “There’s something we are meant to learn from this.” A year ago I would have felt angry hearing those kind of sentiments. How could there be a reason for my son’s suicide? How could that be part of God’s plan? But Friday night I just felt in awe of my friend’s faith. I felt that, even if the outcome were bad, her faith in God would remain strong, and that humbled me. My faith has been very shaken of late.
But I think there is a difference between the things that happen to us and the things we choose to do. My son was fulfilling his plan for himself, not God’s plan. Because if there is a God surely God is pro-life and therefore anti-suicide and anti-war. How could “God” be otherwise?