This comes from a long and contentious thread at Pharyngula, and is unrepresentative of most of the thread actually, but it’s one of those regular arguments for which I always wished a pithy response. Thanks, Tulse.
In all things, I have peace, because I know God loves me, and I know He has a plan, a purpose, and a destiny for my life.
Slaveowners had a plan, purpose, and destiny for their “property”, and cattlemen have a plan, purpose, and destiny for their livestock. Somehow in neither case are the objects of this attention comforted by this. Explain to me again why one should follow the alleged plan of an alleged creator? And do you always do exactly what your mother tells you to do?
If someone showed me incontrovertible evidence that a Creator existed I would be impressed and apprehensive of a being with that much power. I don’t see why I should be expected to love that Being just because of its power. Trust seems out of the question when the world could surely have been designed without cruelty and yet we know cruelty exists. If there is a larger purpose to the cruelty existing on this planet then it wouldn’t be a purpose to benefit the inhabitants of this planet, so again, where is the impetus to trust the Creator and be comforted by being a part of the Creator’s plan?