Why do we suffer?

Let us imagine for a second that evil does not exist. The world has never known evil. You wake up in the morning, take a shower and dress up for work. You get in your car, no crazy drivers on the road, no stop lights, the world just seems peaceful. You get to work, there's nothing for you to do because there exists no problem (evil) needing a solution. You get off work, hang out with your friends and talk about how good life is. Really? That's the world you want to live in? A toy world. A world that knows no darkness because of the continuous presence of light. A world that asks no questions, that has no hope because everything is available. There is no lack, poverty or suffering. Really?

In Man's Search for Meaning, Victor Frankl rightly states that “If there is meaning in life at all, then there must be meaning in suffering.” 

Why then do we suffer?

In order to answer this question we have to understand where suffering came from. Where exactly did this idea of injustice, cruelty and suffering come from? The answer is goodness. 

If you are like me, there are probably a countless number of times you have left food to spoil in your fridge. You become aware of this as a result of either the pungent smell or the nasty taste (hopefully the former). 

From this illustration we can see that good can become bad. And that is how suffering ensues. Perverted Goodness (more of that on here).

Now the next question would be, 
"Fine Dupsy (my nickname btw)! You win. Why then does God allow us suffer?"

"Because free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having." ~ C.S. Lewis

I will admit that in some moments, I really wished for God to take away this idea of free will, just so we can stop fighting each other and causing pain to one another. But then, in the moments of my happiness, I want free will. I want to actually feel good when I get a car, promotion or what not. So you see, suffering has to exist alongside happiness.

Fortunately for me, this cool guy came to me and told me I did not have to suffer anymore. He said he would die for me so I could go on living. He said he would be my strength when I become weak. That he would stand up for me, when I am bullied. How could I resist this offer? How could anyone?

Oh, he also said this offer was not of a limited edition. He wanted me to let everyone know that his offer still stands. So, do you want to take him up on it?

I did! We'll talk about what happens after that later.

See you tomorrow!

Or will I?