The hurt mark

Once you’ve past the hurt mark, you accept?

You accept that your body will only start hurting more.
You accept that ‘the one that got away‘ or your ‘long lost love‘, basically, your ‘hopeless crush‘, will always stay away, for a lot longer still, and yes, your vain wish will remain hopeless.
You accept that you will not learn many new skills.
And you accept that most of your ways are set. Be it in stone or stubbornness, they are set.

I’m not sure if I reached my hurt mark fourteen years ago, or if it was during Covid. I do know that things have changed from before. I no longer overreact on fb posts I disagree with, I no longer drink alcohol, I quit smoking and I can sometimes even smile as I am being mocked.

Too many people I love have moved on to the next world, and that number will only increase, along with the speed at which these heartbreaking events occur. To love is to hurt.

I don’t accept. I refuse. I will dream, I will lie to myself, I will ignore and I will look the other way. And yes, there is another way. It actually is not dreaming, lying, ignoring or plainly fooling myself. It is believing.

Everything will be ok in the end, and if it’s not ok, it’s not the end. (John Lennon or older)

This does sound like a hippie proverb indeed, but from the viewpoint of a believer in Jesus, the ring of truth that it provides, seems to be more valid than a cynical or suspicious mind (let’s keep quoting rock legends), would first agree to.

In some verses in the Bible book John, chapter 16, Jesus says:
“Yes, I came from the Father into the world, and now I will leave the world and return to the Father.” And “But the time is coming—indeed it’s here now—when you will be scattered, each one going his own way, leaving me alone. Yet I am not alone because the Father is with me. I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.“

Accept the hurt mark, but don’t accept defeat. Come to the understanding that yes indeed, life is tough, but that’s not all there is. Jesus is there. There is Jesus.

Him overcoming the world makes nothing easier.
Him overcoming the world makes everything possible.
Walking beside Him is as I recently heard someone close to my heart say:

Taking every single stumbling step after the other, together with Jesus and His soft yoke.

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