Few of us who have professed to have lived life, can equally declare that no pain has entered our lives. Appearing in many forms, pain can be as unifying as it is dividing. I have come to believe that those who have been asked to carry the burden of relentless pain, receive blessings beyond those who are not asked.
Defined as uniquely as it is experienced, the unification of pain is born out of acceptance of the condition. Thus, growth from the experience of pain, in whatever form it materializes in our lives, can be achieved only through the acceptance of its presence, and the perseverance through its unknown test.
For those who suffer from chronic pain, and those who live with the hardship of witnessing this form of pain in someone dearest your heart, the words in this book are dedicated to you.
These words were written, as I sought answers to the chronic pain which lives in our own home. These words are formed from the clay of experience, bitterness, sorrow, and finally, thanksgiving. I wrote these words as I experienced them; real and not contrived; a piece of me, offered up, for you. If only one soul is touched, or finds relief from the beast of pain, if for but moments, then all that I have suffered has earned purpose and reason.
Fear not to ask, for He who has created all beings, already knows the needs of your heart, but ask in the spirit of Thanksgiving. Ask not that the burden be removed, but that your heart and your life will serve humanity as God intended, despite the trial requested of you.
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