I remember someone saying this when someone died:"God had an important job for him in heven."
Like god does not have trillions of people to choose from to do his so called jobs?
Sorry to hear that, but you're absolutely right. People have said the same load of crap to me about my brother. He died of Hodgkin's when he was 29. Had the same responses, "God needed him in heaven." Well what the fuck for? Another soul to kneel and kiss his ass for eternity? Is God that self-serving and insecure? So his widow can mourn him for the last 20 years, which the poor woman has? And those were basically the responses I gave, just more politely. I wanted to knock his damn teeth out, and if he was a stranger I probably would have.
But when you live your life by a fairy tale that discourages you from using your brain, I guess it's pretty difficult for these people to think about what they say rather than just blindly regurgitating what they're programmed to say. You can't expect people to think for themselves when every decision in their lives comes out of an owner's manual. Following along like good little sheep.