What do you mean by “Human life as eternal.”

20 years ago my father passed away.
Six weeks later my mother died in my arms.

As I held her body and realized life had left it, my thought beyond and through the shock was that her suffering was over, yet it did little to foster my belief in the most loving and compassionate nature of the God-creator.

Yesterday I looked around and saw more than a sufficient amount of poverty, illness, pain, suffering, mayhem, deceit, destruction, and murder to last ‘til Thursday.