There is evidence Goodness (its good-works) grows out of suffering. Many accept suffering’s inevitability and lean into it, even seek it, or engender it, nourishing self-control.
Equally evident, Goodness (its good-works) is produced in spite of suffering, harnessing and harvesting life’s generous abundance, nourishing gentleness.
There is an elegance, it seems, in the latter. Poise. A sensible proficiency. Power. A delightful fruitfulness not duly dependent on distress (hardship, misery, agony). It does not manifest those. It does not condone those. It does not promote those. Rather, doggedly and with discipline it works against that lot and their ruinous outcrop, banality.
Though that latter acknowledges the efficacy of suffering’s spirit (patience, faithfulness), it elects the effectuality of spirit's communal restfulness (love, joy, peace, kindness).
Yes, Goodness rises up from suffering. Equally, Goodness spreads in spite of suffering, energized by an acceptance that suffering’s price is fully paid, not in default. And isn't that cool?
After all, life is poetry, its finest rhythms rung from depths of soul, constantly striving to be in balance, to be less broken, to be whole. It's an art.
Regardless, we see through a glass darkly. |
Be Still and Know
