for the two past days, i was translating a conference with/for people with ALS/MND.
i admire the ones choose to fight on. i do. they have achieved much. they have moved mountains. they have been real vikings.
even if i would never choose to fight on myself in a similar situation. if i had a choice.
but tonight i am too tired to think, even to document what i feel, except the most basic of feelings.
i wish the world were a more painless place. or a place of less meaningless suffering. but it isn’t. and to the end of the known world we will have to live in it – unjust and painful and corrupt.
praise be to christ who is victorious. he alone makes the hope possible.