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Attended MK's mother's funeral this morning. 

Seemed like it was only last week when I visited her at the hospital... and despite being weak and all, she could still talk and laugh and give praise to the Lord.

Which really got me thinking, if I were to die of some incurable illness, I would feel EXTREMELY cheated by God. I'm referring to cases like a non-smoker dying of lung cancer, or a non-drinker dying of liver failure. I mean, if that happened to me, I would be so pissed. Really. They say God is merciful... but if he played cruel jokes like this, would He still be considered merciful? 

Christians have so much faith in life after death. I don't know, I'm in no position to tell them otherwise because I'm very much entombed in logic. Like the whole evolution vs creationism theory... sorry, I just can't buy the whole Adam and Eve thing. It reads like a fairy tale to me. And the whole concept of life after death, heaven and hell, is just too whimsical. I find it easier to believe that when you die, basically you fail to exist anymore. Or rather, to put it delicately, you become part of the earth. And your soul? Where does it go? Nowhere. It dies with your body. 

My parents, the new Christians, are forever trying to re-evangelize me. They find it difficult to tell their church friends that their eldest daughter has reverted back to her worldly (haha), atheistic ways and horror of horrors!.. has stopped even trying to believe in God. We had this conversation over dinner one night.