Tuesday

Perfection curled up on the floor moaning- just throwing it out there

In bringing many sons to glory, it was fitting that God, for whom and through whom everything exists, should make the author of their salvation perfect through suffering.

Do you see her? Over there curled up in a ball crying. It's sad really, or at least that's how it looks. No one should endure such pain. But when she gets up, brushes herself off and faces that pain, when she realizes that the pain could be handled, and that it might even be worth it she will have grown. And we, we shall be over here feeling sorry for her. I think something is wrong. Maybe pain can be more beautiful than comfort.

When everything is stripped away and all you have is yourself and pain. When it's your choice, and the choice is clear. Could it be that is real life?

1 comment:

  1. I'm still going to want to comfort her, unless she hurt me too badly.

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