Life is such a mix: the everyday good and bad; the moments of joy and pain.
I am a Christian. With many other Christians around the world I am once again exploring the Easter story. Wow there is pain in the story. Wow there is joy in the story.
In the midst, there is love. It is love that makes sense of the pain and the joy. It’s a story of God giving his precious son (pain). Why? Because of love. And what for? For life (joy).
Regardless of whether we profess a faith or not, we may sense a truth in how love – mysteriously – makes sense of the joy and the pain. Somethings are beyond words – and mine are clumsy. In the midst, may you know love.