Monday, October 12, 2015

Tchaikovsky and MacDonald


I love Sarah Chang's title for this album: "Sweet Sorrow".



“As in all sweetest music, a tinge of sadness was in every note. Nor do we know how much of the pleasures even of life we owe to the intermingled sorrows. Joy cannot unfold the deepest truths, although deepest truth must be deepest joy.” -- George MacDonald


As often happens, I awoke this morning with a clearer perspective on what was troubling me last night. I've been trying not to think about It or Her because I wanted to shut out the sadness and the pain. But there is no joy without sorrow--if you shut yourself off to one, the other goes as well. I know this well enough, but I have to continually be reminded. It's better to feel pain than to feel nothing at all.

See, this is what I mean about writing here and being transparent: this has been building up for weeks, and weighing me down, and the more I cover up and shut down, the worse it gets. But I finally write about it here--and find resolution. Does anyone even read it anymore? It doesn't really matter. It helps me. I think there's a spiritual law at work here: "Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed." -- James 5:16

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