I hope he didn’t suffer. At least in his last moments he was likely appreciating the magnificence of that forest. I used to hike there with my kids and drove on many field trips to Muir Woods.
‘Our good Lord wanted him home NOW.’
for what possible reason would a good deity create a person, giving him 28 years to form the basis of his entire future, then snuff the guy in a freakish occurrence that might happen once every century, thus rendering the life he did allow him to be devoid of any substantial meaning...?
what possible benefit was derived from this man’s death...?
This is why I’ll not go for chemo, etc. if I ever get cancer.
“Our good Lord wanted him home NOW.”
Reminds me of the time I was called to the scene of a lightning strike. A man, his wife, and their daughter had taken refuge from a thunderstorm under a tree. Uh-oh. When I got there the wife and daughter were down and in shock but they were going to be OK. Dad had taken a bolt of lightning directly in the right temple and it came out the still-smoking hole in his right foot making a still-smoking hole in the ground as well. I looked at him and immediately thought to myself “God really wanted you back, buddy,”
This seems like a freak accident but something similar happened around my area two times within the past couple years. Both times it happened after a heavy rain when the tree roots weren’t strong enough to keep the tree upright in the soft earth. One jogger got killed in a park and in the other incident, a tree fell on a car and severely injured a woman.