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Diabetic atheist on God and suffering, part 2
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I'm sold on chance. A roll of the dice and a flip of the coin. Just chance. No plan. If it is a plan, then my diabetic millions and I think this plan sucks. If it's chance, I can live with that. In fact, I like living with chance. I have come to terms with it. I'm no more of less fortunate than anyone else considering my circumstances. I think it's selfish to otherwise think that of the 6.748 billion people in the world and counting, an almighty "creator" has chosen you to destroy, little by little, day by day. I'm not conceited enough to think I matter that much. In fact, I see it as selfish to view any one religion or any one person (including yourself) as the sole object of any god’s approval or even concern, considering we have some 4.5 billion years of Earth’s history to content with, and only recently in that timeline have homo sapiens even entered the picture.
Yes, it is unfortunate that the little girl must manage diabetes at such a young age, but the reason isn't a test in piousness. And you're correct to conclude that a 5-year-old has no conception of piety anyway. If god were testing children's faith, there are certainly more humane ways of doing it other than raining disease upon the world with no cure attached. Disease is merely a feature of the natural world as old as original life, and just a reminder, life itself is much older than 10,000 years. If you don't believe this, then I have lost you already.
Famous atheist and scholar, Christopher Hitchens, in his book God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything, asks the question at the root of my position as a diabetic and an atheist. "If Jesus could heal a blind person he happened to meet, then why not heal blindness?" That diseases exist and are not cured with a miraculous touch, but rather with science and timely research, is my primary argument against god today. It will be different tomorrow, and everyday after that until I am presented with scientifically supported fact to the contrary. Of course, disproving evolution (and other incredible scientific advancements, for instance most recently, proof of dark energy's existence) is no small task.
And until then, I will sit, arm in arm with millions like me, syringe and vial in hand, reliant upon science and our own free will, ready, waiting, suffering, appreciating the incredible fact that I am lucky enough to be alive. Lucky enough to be diagnosed with a disease that can be managed with technological advancements, and managed well. Lucky enough to question dogma, and question it thoroughly to my disease's content.
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