I thought alot about theodicy over the weekend. My grandmother lost her husband over thirteen years ago and still suffers his loss. I could never understand why my grandma was left to weep and suffer when she had always been so incredibly kind. I have never even heard her raise her voice, let alone act harshly or unjustly towards others.
Rationalizing theodicy always ends in callousness or a cheapening of the suffering a person feels, so I will not try to attempt such an impossible task. Suffering is there, it is inevitable. I suppose it is just a question of whether or not someone can withstand it long enough to survive and come out with scars rather than fatal wounds.
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