The pains of life are many. We cannot live an abundant life without accepting the abundance of pain and sorrow, the deaths, the deep hurts, the tragedies, the senseless sorrows, the burdens, the dying off, and putting away. The many lacks, the withouts, the starvings and bloodletting, the evil, the violence, the hatred, and apathy. Oh, the sorrowful trenches of life. But in all the trenches, the marianas’s of despair, Christ alone allows me to remember the mountain tops, to see them, to read his record of them, the abundance, the everlasting, the no more tears, the lion lying down with the lamb. This wholeness will be me and mine forever and evermore. Death is the final injustice, the final tragedy, the ultimate bottomless trench, without Christ. But in Christ, it is the final and ultimate victory doorway to complete and utter fulfillment of life. It is life and life everlastingly abundant.
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