Beloved, I don’t tell you anything new when I say that into each life some rain doth fall. You already know this well. Sometimes you don’t believe it, for instance, that even saints have days that seem unfair. There seems to be random pain. Gandhi was so for peace, and yet he was assassinated. Christ was misunderstood, etc.
What looks like grievous error to you seems to fall where and when it may.
I am aware that you are not desiring to give your pain away to others. You do not desire this kind of atonement for yourself nor for others. You would love everyone on Earth to avoid pain and suffering under any or all conditions, and you don’t want to run into hurt either.
You wonder that cannons are fired, hit or miss. You do not imagine that I would cause anyone unnecessary suffering, yet you…
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