I belong to the same ‘club’. The one that no one wishes to join. Having lost my only begotten son, I have an inkling of what God feels about his Son’s sacrifice, a sliver of knowledge as it were.
One thing it teaches you, is how not to sweat the small stuff. Another thing it teaches is how difficult it is to truly forgive. It is a most difficult task, and I stand in awe of those who can do so.
It’s the most difficult thing in the world.. it hurts like nothing else.
Everything else is “small stuff” and the world is turning into a big todo over very small stuff. Our country was once a great nation.. the media and the lost left want to lose it all.