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The Paradox of Pain

7/11/2015

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Pain Carves Out Space

As many of you know, I had a serious health crisis in April, resulting in surgery and a lengthy hospital stay. As I was lying in the hospital bed one afternoon, after days of excruciating pain, a few random words of a hymn came to my mind. I felt there was something in this song I needed to hear. So I texted a dear friend and asked her if she could locate a hymnal and send me the words to all four stanzas. She texted back, "This is your lucky day. I just happen to be here at the church." A few minutes later the lyrics to "O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go" appeared on my mobile.

I quickly recognized the message I was looking for in the 3rd verse: "O joy that seekest me through pain. I cannot close my heart to thee. I trace the rainbow through the rain. And feel the promise is not vain; that morn shall tearless be."

Could it be true -- that the pain I was experiencing was carving out space in my soul for joy? Like the Colorado River creating a Grand Canyon that evokes awe and wonder? 
  
Enough Is Enough

Weeks later as I was recuperating from home, I had a very difficult night. Not only was I in pain, I was having trouble breathing. As I lay sleepless in bed, I heard a very distinct voice in my head. Not an angelic voice, but a human one. Perhaps one of you.

"This child has suffered enough. No more." 
  
Reflection Questions

Think back on a time when you have experienced great pain -- physical, emotional or spiritual. How are you different now than before that experience? How are you the same?

How did you feel when the experience was over?

Who was an advocate for you during that time? Who or what brought you comfort?


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A Truth for All Times

6/28/2014

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In Toni Morrison’s Pulitzer Prize-winning novel, Beloved, a white woman named Amy finds a black woman in the woods about to give birth. Sethe, a runaway slave on her way to Ohio, is not sure at first whether to trust her.
 
Certainly Amy shares her culture's view that Sethe, as a black woman, is inferior to her in intelligence. But the kindness in Amy overrules all else and instead of doing what the law requires—turn her in—she lifts up Sethe's swollen feet and begins to tenderly massage them. Sethe begins to cry.
 
“It’s gonna hurt, now,” said Amy. “Anything dead coming back to life hurts.”
 
“A truth for all times,” the story’s narrator observes.


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    Margaret Morgan Maat
    Margaret Morgan Maat is a minister, coach, organizational effectiveness consultant, musician and motivational speaker. She lives in Houston, Texas. 

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