A young man in our church town, a husband and father of two very young children, one an infant, was killed in an accident at work this past week. I am about to head to the funeral, which is being conducted at the church to which one of his brothers belongs. Our church hosted a dinner for the extended family and their guests after the funeral home visitation yesterday. Their terrible loss has been much on everyone's mind, as this is a small place and the family operates a business that has served everyone at one time or another.
"I just don't understand why God would take someone who . . .".
"I guess God needed him more than we do."
And other things.
Honestly, it would not be possible for me to believe in a God who "takes" people because God "needs" them.
How is it that people find comfort in these kinds of statements?
Maybe because there is no comfort to be had, and so we flail around and grasp helplessly at whatever comes to mind.