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'I doubted God after the Paris attacks': The Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby says he was left asking why when the militant jihadis struck

  • Justin Welby said Paris terrorist attacks made him doubt presence of God
  • Archbishop of Canterbury said he reacted with ‘profound sadness’ at them
  • Appearing on Songs Of Praise he admitted that it put ‘chink in his armour’
  • He first admitted last year there were times he questioned God's existence
By Mail on Sunday Reporter
Published: 02:08, 22 November 2015 | Updated: 12:42, 22 November 2015
Admission: Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby has said that the terrorist attacks in Paris had made him doubt the presence of God
Admission: Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby has said that the terrorist attacks in Paris had made him doubt the presence of God
Justin Welby has admitted that the terrorist attacks in Paris had made him doubt the presence of God.
The Archbishop of Canterbury said he was left asking why the attacks happened and where God was when the militant jihadis struck.
He said he reacted with ‘profound sadness’ at the events, particularly as he and his wife had lived in Paris when he was an oil executive.
Asked if these attacks had caused him to doubt where God was, he said: ‘Oh gosh, yes,’ and admitted it put a ‘chink in his armour’.
Appearing on Songs Of Praise, which will be broadcast on BBC 1 this evening, he said: ‘Saturday morning, I was out and as I was walking I was praying and saying: “God, why – why is this happening?
“Where are you in all this?” And then engaging and talking to God. Yes, I doubt.’


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