The pains of our lives are touchstones in the river of our life, embedded as firm ground to stand on to reach the other side. Passing through them are the moments of laughter and happiness we are unaware of its presence merely by lack of conscious gratitude, carving identity.
We forget the peace given, but manage only to remember the pain of attaining such mercy. We instead turn to look at the pain and forget the grace of God and by others.
It is wiser to see the path of goodness in understanding the value of moments, painful or otherwise.
The value of visible worth helps us see if we will return to goodness or deceit which moments carry. If we surmise the harm in something as we traverse the terrain that are shown by signs in the path we’ve walked before, we can walk a new path learning new life; growth begins.