After losing my father-in-law last week, who is not a JW, but was a loving, kind and generous man, I find myself pondering that age old question about the purpose of life.
Leaving the JW organization after 15 years, I am completely turned off to religion itself. I am not even sure about the Bible anymore. I dont consider myself completely godless, but I do not participate in any religion. I mean, what human being really has it on good authority what happens when we pass away or what the meaning of life is? We are all but a head with 2 arms and 2 legs. What makes one person's ideas, theories or Philosophies anymore reliable than the guy next to him?
My brain tells me that if it is possible to live right now then it could be possible to live again. That life has to have a purpose otherwise this is all a big waste of time. But then we could just be someones ant farm and death is final and everlasting. Where can a person find comfort anymore?
Confused and grieving.