Apart from events and situations themselves, there is the mind-bending question ‘why is this happening to me ?’
How we answer that can have a lot of influence.
That's certainly true. During the storm and after the dust settles there is the question - why me? Then I start to compare myself with those around me who are happy and the why me is asked again. Of course others can never understand why I ask unless they have walked a mile in my moccasins.
I have come up with different answers to that question at different times in my life and recently there was a shift. Years ago I believed that God was out to punish me because I was bad and/or because I needed to learn a lesson, courtesy of a Baha’i in my family who held that sordid belief. As a result, for about 10 years I hated God and I could not understand why a loving God would punish me; what had I done to deserve it? Then about seven years ago I came to a forum and met other Baha’is who did not hold that view and I started to change my views, but I still blamed God for my suffering, because after all, God created the world that is a storehouse of suffering.
Then a shift in my attitude took place when I started to realize that some of my suffering was the result of free will decisions I had made, but how free were they really? Could I have chosen a different path in life, and if had, would it have lessened my suffering? There is no way that I can ever know the answer to these questions.
Meanwhile, in the back of my mind I believed God was sending me tests to make me stronger, and I was supposed to be grateful for the tests, a commonly held Baha’i belief. But I could never be grateful, although I always faced the tests head-on and got through them, I never ran away.
Only very recently, within the last few weeks, was I able to shed this belief that God was deliberately sending me tests, for which I should be grateful. I am just not buying it anymore; I do not care what others Baha’is believe. Believers are entitled to interpret religious writings in their own way and there is more than one interpretation. Now I believe that there are enough tests in this sordid life without God sending me more. Maybe that is not true for others but it has been true for me.
So ever since I divested myself of that belief I have felt a sense of relief because hating God for sending me tests only caused more suffering to add to what I already had from the event that caused the suffering. One reason it caused more suffering is because of the guilt I felt for hating God and the worry about what could be my fate in the afterlife if I continued to hate God. I could only hope that God would forgive me but that did not completely allay my fear.
I have to admit that I feel guiltier now that I no longer blame God for what happens, so I have to sort out what I am responsible for and not, whether I was guilty or not. That is no fun but I cannot avoid it because I cannot blame anyone else for what happened since I know it was not anyone else’s fault. In the distant past, before God was part of the picture, I blamed other people and I now realize that was so I would not have to feel guilty. Maybe sometimes they were to blame, but that is a separate issue altogether.