And what if "hell" really is hot... perhaps it is the burning pain that molds us, that melts us, that breaks our shell, spewing forth a new seed. Life is not to be endured, but to be revered in all of its seasons. Happiness is a choice which, if made amidst diversity, yields wisdom's serenity.
So don't wait for your Jesus to save you from your pain, your enemy, or your self. Go live the loving truth that he did and be your own savior. He did.
If you picked yourself up and plopped yourself down again in a new spot, on a new map in a different geographical location, you would call your home a new name and summon your god with a different title. You might even label love a little differently, seek a different passion, or speak a new language. What is your constant?
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