An Underappreciated Comfort

The Christian not only has a comfort in their mourning but an underappreciated reason for their mourning, which is itself a comfort. It’s one thing to mourn something; it’s a whole other thing to have something worth mourning, to not just mourn out of emotions which come and go but to mourn the loss of something, someone, with real, true value. It’s comforting to know that your mourning is not meaningless, with tears shed in vain. The reason for it does not merely exist in your troubled head or your sorrowful heart but exists truly in reality. A real loss has been realized, and your mourning is simply the inward response to that outward truth. It is for this reason that mourning is actually a proof, of sorts. A sad proof but a proof nonetheless. A proof of a reality outside ourselves and transcendent truths along with it.

If we are nothing but cosmic dust, I assure you, there’s nothing to mourn. You can care all you want, but the dust will not care in return. In fact there is something to mourn, only it’s yourself. If you’re just matter—I’ve got news for you: You don’t matter. But we are not merely cosmic dust but dust made alive—that’s the good news, and that’s just the beginning of it.