Where there is pain there is opportunity for healing and peace.  In hope lies the belief that cure exists.  This life is not misery as many paint it, but rather the opportunity to win and lose so that we may become refined through passion, pain, recuperation and time.  The fire quickens, the Holy Fire baptizes and the eternal fire displays constancy as a reminder of what must be done before the last breath of Earth.  So much pain that my eyes cannot consume it fast enough to keep up with the flowing tears.  I look away, not to hide my fear or shame but so that I may recover my courage to look again and see the pain of reality tainted by sin.  Evil may not be avoided, escaped or ignored, it requires resistance, acquiescence or allegiance.  There is evil in the heavenly realm that surpasses our human capacity, a priori glorificado, we were subject to fearful control, now we may exercise courageous knowledge of complete and completed victory.

This world is the place in which God wants me to serve His Will, a vessel, a conduit, a willing participant in the experiment of man’s struggle to rekindle relationship with God.  That is the mystical pondering, it is not whither God exists, but do I have the gumption to call Him Lord, Father, Friend?  Oh, passionate misery spent in desirous escape of God’s ever present Spirit.  This is foolishness, yet we who see, respect, fear and obey truth are soundly ridiculed for disliking flux.  Firmer foundations may neither be found, secured or acquired through clever trade.  This thing is beyond man and that strikes the chimes and sirens of fear in our controlling hearts.  But it is entirely about man, which puzzles, infuriates and confuses most.  For a love of someone undeserving that love we have been given all for the price of simple acceptance.  Glorious bounty and abundance given timely and mercifully without ransom.  Knowing fully that what we comprehend is simplistic imagery, contemplated as a child wonders about the sky, vacuums, sun and weather.  Service is easy, taming the raging egoist seated at the helm, entitled in his pride, utterly unimaginable in its complexity.  It is only through reminding myself of Him who I am meant to reflect that I may overcome this berserker and at His hand I am made again in peace, thankfulness and calm.  All for the love of Christ, just as He gave all for me.

Fear not the kings, criminals, seas, storms or calamities of pestilence and war.  For we have been given a savior who commands all these things and bids them to be silent.  It is for His coming that we wait, not for some episodic relief, but for coronation of eternal King.  Peace for a thousand years is only the beginning, the first steps in coming Kingdom.  Is poverty a death sentence, is infirmity a complete loss, is imprisonment the end, is hunger final, when all shall be rectified by the first moment of sanctified glory in His presence.  None of this matters except you.  For it is you that God loves.  If this world gets to be too much for you to bear, look to the heavens and call out loud the mighty name of Jesus, victory is assured.  If I may be of any encouragement, consider me your servant.