It feels weird not to have a Thursday
entry not involve a Zombiology lesson but I don’t know if there were any
aspects left to cover. So, instead I have decided to be real honest and
forthright here. I am going to talk about God. Don’t worry. I am not going to
pass around a collection plate or anything.
All and all, before the apocalypse, I
don’t anyone would describe my life as great. I was low income. I had debt. My
job was nothing spectacular. I was just an average guy. I went to church as a
kid and I had all the questions about what happens to us after we die. I
believe in evolution but I still feel that something beyond all of us kick
started that Big Bang. I hoped that it was all for a reason. I hoped that it
all had a purpose.
And here was Janet. Here was a loving
woman that was completely devoted to God. And she died screaming. I suppose all
sorts of people have lived lives that make them question why bad things happen
to good people and those in positions of power and wealth never seem to get a
proper comeuppance for all their misdeeds.
I know I asked that several times of
my mother who I felt died way too early while others continued to live on that
appeared to be hateful and spite-filled individuals. I mean my life never faced
true adversity, hardship, and horror until this apocalypse. And I think it is
fairly safe to say that after the events of the past year, damn near anyone
would turn their face to the heavens and ask “Dear God, why have you forsaken
me?”
But maybe He didn’t forget about us
after all. I have always equated humanity as a tapestry. We are all parts of
the intersecting thread and we cannot see how our part shapes the whole of the
tapestry. But so many threads have been removed from the artwork that is
Humanity.
Part of me wonders if we would get to
a place where the survivors envied the dead. There could be others out there
that are experiencing real hardship. We are not starving. We are not on the
run. We sleep in beds and have hot meals. We have it bad but it is not that
bad.
Maybe the survival is our reward. As I
have mentioned before, maybe we are primed for a wonderful “renaissance” – a
second reawakening – on the tail end of all this. And if we can imagine that
future and bring it to fruition, then maybe all this will not seem so bad after
all.
Ten years from now, could we even look
upon this all as a positive? And if that is the case, wouldn’t you admit that
just maybe He knew what he was doing? I don’t know. It seems hard to fathom at
times but maybe… just maybe…
