I’m thankful for pain. Not generally at the moment I experience it, but when I think about it, yes I’m glad (for example) that my body tells me when I’m burning my hand on the stove-top. It’s a painful message that my body sends, but it’s one I desperately need to hear.
The idea of a pain-less universe seems appealing to many. No human, animal, plant or particle suffering. But we live in a world where tragedies happen – and often. We can see them as mere, meaningless phenomenon, or we can allow them to be seen as reminders that things are not supposed to be like that, and motivators to do what we can about it.
The genocide in Darfur is senseless. It is a tragedy with a capital T. Things are not supposed to be like that. What can we do about it?
Some friends of mine are in a band called ‘The Glory Sea‘, and their song ‘Phoenix’ has these lyrics that come to mind… (often)
“Pain bears a message. Let’s hear what it has to say.”