God Surely Wouldn’t Allow This… Would He?

I was having lunch with a dear friend recently - someone intelligent, well-traveled, thoughtful, and kind. The kind of person who inhabits a wide view of life. So I was a bit surprised when he said something to the effect of, “The fact that there’s so much suffering in the world is proof that there is no God.”

It’s not the first time I’ve heard this sentiment. I think a lot of people carry that belief quietly (or loudly) in their hearts. And I get it. From one level of consciousness, it makes perfect sense. If there’s a loving God, how could He possibly allow children to starve, wars to rage, or pain to persist?

But as I’ve sat with the question, I’ve come up with a way to see it through a different lens. And oddly enough, I found a helpful analogy in something rather unexpected: movies and video games.

Let me ask you this:

If you believed in God, would you also believe He’d allow you to watch a horror movie? Or play a violent video game?

Most people would probably say yes. Why? Because the movie isn’t real. Because in the game, no one actually dies. It’s just a temporary experience, an elaborate illusion, designed for the thrill, the challenge, or the growth of the player.

And what if our human lives are more like that than we realize?

What if the soul - infinite, eternal, and made of divine light - chooses to enter into physical form not to avoid suffering, but to experience contrast? What if it knows that nothing here is permanent, and that no matter how painful the journey may be, it can’t truly be harmed? 

The soul comes here, not because it wants to be punished, but because it wants to evolve. To feel. To grow. To experience what it can’t experience in the eternal bliss of Source consciousness. Like a player choosing the hardest level of a game, not because they want to suffer, but because they want to master it.

Yes, there is tragedy in this world. Yes, there is grief, war, injustice. But these are not signs of God’s absence. They are symptoms of humanity’s forgetting of our innate power and also invitations to remember it. To evolve. To choose love anyway. That’s the real game.

To believe in a God that only allows comfort is to believe in a parent who never lets their child fall off the bike. But love doesn’t mean control. It means presence. It means Source is with us through the pain, not constantly preventing it. This is the gift of free will.

When we see life from the soul’s perspective, the question changes. It’s no longer “Why would God allow this?” but “What might the soul be seeking to learn through this?” And more importantly: “How can I bring more compassion, love, and light into a world that sometimes forgets?”

Because here’s the truth: the soul has never been, and can never be, truly separated from Source. Even in our darkest hours, we are held, guided, remembered. And when this life chapter ends, there is nowhere else to go but home. Back to the radiance from which we came.

Back to love. Back to God.

So when we remember who we truly are - not just players in the game, but sparks of the Divine - suffering doesn’t become meaningless. It becomes transformative.

In harmony,

~Delphine