After suffering numerous broken bones, sprains, ligament tears, a rotator cuff explosion, and a torn knee, I’ve learned to develop a pretty high tolerance for pain. Physical pain, anyway. Emotional and spiritual pain, though? I’m still working on that.
If there is one thing that separates people from God, it’s the pain in their lives. And it doesn’t matter what that pain is. Acute arthritis hurts. So does the loss of a loved one. There are some who would attempt to rank one above the other, but I don’t think that’s possible. Pain is pain, and none of it is good. Period.
We work so we don’t have to feel the pain of hunger or wanting, love so we don’t have to feel the pain of loneliness, and play so we don’t have to feel the pain of stress. As citizens of the United States, we’re even told that we’re endowed by our Creator with the right to pursue happiness. To avoid pain.
I decided the other night to make the avoidance of pain my New Year’s resolution. Sounded good in theory, but not so good in the end. To hear why, hop on over to katdish’s blog. Who knows, maybe you’ll resolve to do the same thing I did in the end–hurt a little more, not a little less.
