Day Three of discussion about the 2014 Mormon Lit Blitz
Today's Piece: "In Remembrance" by Merrijane Rice
Intellectually, it seems reasonable to me to suppose that most people feel their failures like a bayonet wound at times. And yet there are moments when that stab of regret is so overpowering that I'm pretty sure it must be abnormal, that I must have some undiagnosed ailment to be feeling such pain.
Our religion, like most, acknowledges the diverse presence of pain in the world and invites us to move toward healing and meaning. And we often do--though our memories do typically remain, sometimes accompanied by startling flare-ups of old wounds.
Why does God allow that?
Is it somehow good for us, or is it something we'd be better off finding a way around?
What did you think of the poem as a way of speaking to your experience?