I heard a story last night about people who can’t feel pain.
The implications of this condition are horrible with children seriously harming themselves unintentionally.
A quote from the father of one of the affected girls stuck with me.
“I’d give anything for her to feel pain.”
Perhaps the worst parts of life, failure, heartache, loss, are all necessary. Devastation leads to renewal. Green shoots of growth comes in the aftermath of the bushfires black ash.
Pain indicates danger. Risk tells us that we’re alive. Failure means we can try again.
Life is best with highs and lows, what can you learn from your lows? I hope your pain makes you do something extraordinary.