I sometimes womder myself why some people suffer so much before they pass away. I am a chrisitian and my faith is sorely tested at times. I have even gotten mad at God and refused to discuss faith or anything related to it. At times I simply do not want to hear about God. But I always return to him because It gives me peace when I can find peace no where else. I was at my father's bedside when he passed away, The family had been sitting by his bedside all day as he struggled to live. At one point everyone had left the room but me. I sat on the edge of my father's bed, looked into his face and prayed for God to take him before 5:00 pm. He died at 4:55 pm. I was terrible to see him as he took his last breath, but even worse to watch him suffer. sometimes when I think myself or loved ones are suffering, I remember how Jesus died on the cross.I saw the film The Passion and although Mel Gibson was critized for the graphic portrayl of Jesus's crucifixtion it was probably pretty accurate. Although this does not make it easier for us to watch our loved ones die. Jesus had relatives who loved him too.
That's my thoughts for what they are worth.