It’s amazing how small and worthless your current sufferings become when you’re faced with the inevitable loss of a loved one. It’s also amazing how meaningless possesions become in the face of a loss.
“blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted” -Matthew 5:3-4
But beyond the amazing, beyond the incomprehensible, is the sacrifice that my savior gave for me. He became the poor in spirit for us; He became our weakness, and overcame death so that we don’t have to go through this alone. Yet, I still manage to tune out his grace and focus on myself. I wish I wasn’t so conflicted.
