Pain is real. It’s almost the realest thing I know. Philosophers argue in circles about what reality is, and whether you can know anything, and the only real way to break the circle is pain. It practically shatters it. To see if you’re awake, you pinch yourself. What is pain, you ask? Pain is the woman standing crying at your door with her two year-old daughter after a fight. It is the two year-old alarmed saying, “Mommy, are you alright? Why are you crying mommy?” Pain is the cry of the man who is dying, slowly without a cure, who you’ve never seen cry. Ever. Pain is the man who can remember the wing-span of the first airplane he flew, but can’t remember what happened the day before. Pain is knowing that some of the best men you know, your role models, are slowly dying, and won’t be there in a few years…
Why?
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ReplyDeletePain is the ever-constant reminder of our frail humanity, the fallen-ness of our nature. We can't live without pain, and it is only through pain we can come to learn so many truths of life. It's the process of sanctification :) Slowly, patiently, God guides us through trials in order to mold us more into His image. And sometimes pain is just the powerful reminder that *we* don't know everything, we have to fall on our knees - crying, grieving, hurting - and learn to be content with not knowing why.
So much to think about, thanks for posting this :) I look forward to the follow-up.
Addendum: And it's only when we're broken, grieved in every sense, that we find ourselves whole in the loving hands of our Father.
ReplyDeleteAlso, there is a connection between the pain that Christ felt on the cross and the pain that we go through in our life. No one can know exactly what it was like for him, having God completely forskae him. But we get a small glimpes of what it was like, to better help us understand.
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