I went to see Rob Bell in Atlanta last night with some friends. It was Rob's "Drops Like Stars" tour. He spoke about suffering and its role in shaping us into works of art. He reminded us that if you ask someone to describe events that have shaped their life, they probably will not say to you, "Last month I bought a new car." They will probably say something like, "The diagnosis made me consider what was really important in life." Or, "When our relationship tragically ended I was forced to reevaluate my whole future."
I wonder if I am too quick to run from suffering.
Rob pointed out that there is one kind of death in suffering, but there is another kind of death in comfort and complacency.
I wonder which death I am dying.
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