When someone murders your entire family, then you should experience suffering, yes.
We experience suffering when we lose what we love, and there are things that ought to be loved, such as children, parents, spouse, etc. The Buddhist workaround is to love nothing (and therefore hate nothing). But humans were meant to love, and therefore they were meant to be susceptible to suffering. In order to avoid suffering the Buddhist must avoid love. This is a truncated human existence.
God is perhaps furthest from Buddhism. He came, accepted suffering, death, and the sins of the world, all out of love. Love caused him to willingly undergo suffering that he could have avoided. It was precisely that deep love--love that does not shy away from suffering--that saved the world. The Christian fears suffering but does not avoid it.
Hi,
In a personal account to a patient, a Psychiatrist told us what he told a patient one day in a crisis.
The whole story with that patient, did work.
Here is the part of that, on suffering, which fits here, to say maybe that suffering is important to the internal growth of a person, rather than avoiding it, or some other mechanism to handle it.
"I finally had time to ask the man next to me what his story was."
"What happened to you, to get you here in this concentration camp?"
"The man says to me:"I am Polish. The Germans came to my house one day. They machine gunned my wife and my children in front of me. Because I could speak German they did not kill me. I had a choice to make then. I chose love. I have been here for more than a year."
" The man looked as though he was here only a few months. If that is what choosing love does, it is amazing. I kept looking at him though. I had seen his face before. Finally I realized where I had seen that face before. It is the face of Jesus."
It is the face of Jesus that he saw when he died in the West Texas boot camp for soldiers preparing to go to the Second World War. He died there. Met Jesus. They conversed. Jesus then told him that he needed him to back into his body. He did, eventually surprising everybody, when the covered corpse on a gurney, made coughing and struggling noises.
That once dead man, eventually became a Psychiatrist, but by that time, infrequently shared his story, and never ever before with a patient.
It seems his pain and the pain of others molds us all into more Christ like people.
To be able to feel, to suffer, to cry, to live and wonder how in the midst of great pain, great tragedy, and tragedies, that we are not allowed death over life, seems to be needed and necessary for us as humans to become better humans.
LOVE,