If everything happens for a reason...can someone explain why bad things happen to good people? It seems that ever since we were children we were always taught that if we do something wrong then we would be punished, and if we do something right then we would be rewarded. So if you apply this general rule to life, things would be much easier on many good people in this world. But for some reason as we grow into adults it appears that the good often suffer. Many times they suffer for the bad. Why is this? If there's a reason for everything happening, I wish someone could help me out! I just don't understand the whole purpose of life. This seems to be the general concept: Basically we walk around like puppets in our daily activities. I've come to this conclusion because
NO ONE want's to have a bad life. NO ONE wants to be a criminal, or a drug addict. If everyone had 100% control over their lives then you wouldn't see these kinds of things in the world. For example, if you're born into poverty, then this will be the kind of lifestyle that you would be more predisposed to living. ALSO, you might not have been born into poverty. Maybe your family was very wealty in fact...BUT, you might have been the most unpopular kid in school because of something as trivial as your looks. To cope with the pain caused by something beyond your control, you may turn to drugs. This is not the lifestyle you've chosen for yourself. No one really has any control over anything in their life. We are puppets!
So back to the whole reason why I'm writing this nonsence....Everything happens for a reason. Let's make up a scenario. You're driving down the highway going the speedlimit in a Mercedes that's just been driven off the lot. You are following all the rules placed before you by the law inforcement industry. Out of nowhere a drunk driver hits your brand new Mercedes! The driver walks away from the accident unharmed, while you end up paralized from the neck down. So you have done nothing wrong in this scenario, but due to circumstances beyond your control you suffer...dearly for the wrongdoings of the drunk driver. So once again I ask...
What is the reason for this? I honetly couldn't say. It seems to me that life is a bunch of bull that we're forced to participate in whether we like it or not. There's no reason for us to be here except to be attached to strings and knocked down by obstacles placed before us.