Why does god hate amputees?

Helping people in Africa, Bob contracts the deadly Ebola virus. His wife and friends pray for him. And he heals. He is back to his healthy state.

Joe is on the job and a girder falls and pins him to the ground. There is nothing the doctors can do, he loses his right arm. His wife and friends pray for him. And nothing. Joe talks with friends, his spiritual leader, looks up miraculous healing online. He can find no trace of an amputee that was healed. Joe wonders why god hates amputees?

If god heals cancer and Ebola, why does he not heal amputees? How hard can it be to regrow a limb here or there? Reptiles can do it.

People believe that god answers prayers and heals people. There are numerous accounts of miraculous healing, including of the most terrible diseases. Why does he only heal « invisible » diseases, not more obvious ones? Why not accident victims?

Said no doctor ever

Is it better to die when your soul is at its best?

Bob is a carefree child. He doesn’t think much and gets into a lot of trouble. He isn’t really bad, but he always makes pranks. He doesn’t realise that everyone does not find them as funny as he does. Bob is hit by a car. The clerk at the pearly gates goes through his history of mischief and adds up the good, the bad, and the inconsiderate. Bob is lucky, he gets in.


As a teenager, Bob gets caught up with the wrong crowd. He becomes a hardened criminal, hurting many people. After shooting a store manager and assistant, the police gun him. Bob takes the express elevator down to hell.


Bob ends up in jail for an armed robbery that turned bad. His prison sentence makes him think. He gets counselling and reads a lot. He regrets his actions and sincerely apologizes to the families of his victims. When he gets out, he is a new man, a concerned citizen, he helps his community. When he dies, St Peter praises Bob’s atonement and greats him in heaven.

The soul is our essence, the intelligent agent puppeteering our body and mind. It is who we are, our identity, our memory, our character, our feelings. It is supposedly the immortal self, the connection with god.

Who we are changes with time and events. We are not the same person as we were as a kid. Life events change us, we grow and develop. Or we are victim of trauma and stumble and struggle. A brain tumour can change one’s personality, erase one’s memories. Our body is a strong part of our self image and an accident can change our outlook, if not our personality.

Which “us” is our soul? Do you want to live for all eternity with who you are today? The best favour someone could do to you is to kill you when you are the sanest, strongest, happiest, most innocent. Just as well choose the soul you will get to keep.

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