Inconsolable pain in terms of life experience is priceless.
In many ways.
Not that I think you agree with yourself, but I think there are potential circumstances in our lives that lead us to the absolute end of ourselves.
In this kind of pain that makes our lives unprepared, there is such pain, a hole that seems so demonic that we find it so hard to believe that God can allow this kind of pain.
The pain is unacceptable. It's so heartbreaking that it's completely shaped our existence. It's roaring and threatening. He always invites us to our door, bends down, and runs for the moment we fear a stop. He comes from depression and says, I can't do that!
Having found this pain, we don't think it's possible. Try it and then dive in. It torments and invades you to feel the trauma.
However, there are bad pains that will not go away.
How many days pass and the pain cannot be reconciled. If we are strong enough to be courageously weak - the soft power of humility that cannot be faked - then we bring them all for one purpose only. This goal is incredibly disconcerting. For a creature that mourns justice, it doesn't make any sense. It is only when we choose to do justice that we can hear it immediately.
This pain, which will not go down, insists on attracting our attention. It hits us and breaks us. Yet we wake up the next day for another trip to life. Perhaps we will be surprised when a relatively simple day comes; where energy and hope seem to be restored. The next day we fell back into the rocks. Yet this ugly and blunt pain remains in the cavernous region of our soul.
The pain changes us. It crosses us like a tsunami, without any obvious warning, even if we have been warned, and it stays too long, it never sends us back to where we have been.
No wonder people don't appreciate the pain of the phenomenon of loss.
Learning to reconcile what has been removed and can never be returned to us and continues to be misleading is always the option. If we have the opportunity to heal the unsatisfactory or leave the unsinkable there, we choose the first. We've reduced our losses. We will pay our debts and agree to leave the city of mental chaos.
How bad this evil will not disappear. He insists on getting away with it. And even if we fight it, it remains stubborn all the time until our wisdom comes into play: it cannot be defeated, and it cannot be accepted. Grief is a rude and cruel negotiator.
The bad pain that won't go away is proof of the pain we have to feel.
It is good for us to understand the nature of life that happens in so many lives. It's a blessing to know the truth that we don't have the same control over the life that we would like.
And strangely enough, this leads to insensitive hope in us; a joy that cannot be erased; peace that goes beyond our understanding.
Pain opens our minds about life. It challenges us beyond what we wear comfortably.
Pain forces us to change, and when we change, hope strengthens us.