When the Devil himself escaped from the gates of Hell to live among us, humans, you’d expect a lot of chaos, but surprisingly, what happened was quite the opposite. A few Saturdays ago, a close friend of mine suggested a TV series to me, entitled Lucifer. It depicted how the main character, Lucifer, helped in solving numerous cases and, at the same time, experienced changes within himself. Throughout the series, Lucifer’s constant expressions of his hate and questions toward God were shown, and I’m quite shocked to say that I pretty much have the same thoughts as him.             I think we’ve all reached the point, or several points, in our lives where we question the existence of the “great being” living above us. I, myself, have my own doubts as well as anger towards Him. It certainly doesn’t help that my family had never been the religious type. We attended Church (used to), prayed before meals, but that’s about it. We still had faith, we just don’t think grand gestures of sacrifice are necessary to express that. My belief had never been strong, but when I was once bombarded with problems and struggles, I somehow pushed myself to have more faith, hoping that, like they say, I would be provided with some kind of guidance and relief. However, it seemed that the more I prayed, the more I believed, the more problems that appeared.             Returning to the series, there was a certain scene that striked me the most. Although it’s ironic thinking of the Devil working with holy figures, in the series, Lucifer developed a friendship with a priest. They bonded a lot over a short span of days, which is why when this priest was murdered, Lucifer’s hate towards his Father had been fueled even further. At that point of the series, he was shouting at the skies. Furious and enraged, he yelled, “So what does it take to please You? Break Your rules and you fall, follow them and you still lose? Nobody can win, so what’s the point?” Those who do good, they’re okay with suffering since they claim it to be all part of His “plan,” but I still wonder what makes them so sure that the plan made for them was any good.             I’ve never been sure about my belief (or lack thereof) when it came to God. I’ve spent years in a confused haze, unsure of what to answer whenever asked about my faith. Now it seems pretty clear. What I am sure of is that I’d never let myself be blinded by faith in Him. Watching the series untangled my thoughts on religion. No, there had been no negative effect of the show, and no, I do not regret watching it. Besides, if I hadn’t watched it, I would most likely still be confused by my anger towards Him and my thoughts would still be a mess. ReplyForward