The pain comes from knowing that we have never been safe, and therefore will never be safe again. It comes from knowing we can never be so ignorant again. It comes from knowing we can never be children again. Losing innocence. Remembering heaven. That was the essence of hell.
“Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.”
“When you sing gospel you have a feeling there is a cure for what's wrong.”