A little bit of poetry, with thanks to @richardlittleda who suggested reading this while I was pondering the relationship between hating going to Church, but loving being there…
Sorrow and Joy
By Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Sorrow and Joy:
startled senses striking suddenly on our
seem, at the first approach, all but impossible
of just distinction one from the other:
even as frost and heat at the first keen contact
burn us alike
Joy and Sorrow,
hurled from the height of heaven in meteor fashion,
flash in an arc of shining menace o’er us.
Those they touch are left
stricken amid the fragments
of their colourless, usual lives.
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