That They Might Have Joy
A verse read at twenty-two, carried unnamed for twenty-nine years, becomes the earliest seed of a framework for understanding joy not as comfort, but as the courage to be real.
A verse read at twenty-two, carried unnamed for twenty-nine years, becomes the earliest seed of a framework for understanding joy not as comfort, but as the courage to be real.
Why the lessons — and the joys — that return to us aren’t signs of failure, but evidence of a soul deepening in spiral, not circle.
Death is not a departure to somewhere else — it is the Veil of Purposeful Forgetting lifting off a Celestial Soul that was whole and present the entire time.