Saw this post and just had to share it. Both by the same person.
“I’ve been a deep believer my whole life. 18 years as a Southern Baptist. More than 40 years as a mainline Protestant. I’m an ordained pastor. But it’s just stopped making sense to me. You see people doing terrible things in the name of religion, and you think: ‘Those people believe just as strongly as I do. They’re just as convinced as I am.’ And it just doesn’t make sense anymore. It doesn’t make sense to believe in a God that dabbles in people’s lives. If a plane crashes, and one person survives, everyone thanks God. They say: ‘God had a purpose for that person. God saved her for a reason!’ Do we not realize how cruel that is? Do we not realize how cruel it is to say that if God had a purpose for that person, he also had a purpose in killing everyone else on that plane? And a purpose in starving millions of children? A purpose in slavery and genocide? For every time you say that there’s a purpose behind one person’s success, you invalidate billions of people. You say there is a purpose to their suffering. And that’s just cruel.”
“I’ve been trying to change the behavior of addicts my entire life. I actually co-founded a drug and alcohol clinic. But I’ve become convinced that no matter how much you intervene, you can’t change an addict’s behaviour. You just have to wait until the addict grows tired of himself.”
“So you don’t think your clinic helped anyone?”
“We certainly helped people. But only the ones who came to us on their own accord.”