Sarah Trent
Nov 20, 20252 min read
Man of sorrows
I have tried to make sense of suffering in ways that quiet the questions and silence the ache. People say, “Well, that’s just life.” As if pain is some neutral force, a cold wind that simply blows where it wants, untouched by meaning, untouched by mercy. But that answer has always felt hollow… Because when you open the pages of Scripture, you don’t find a God who shrugs at anguish. You don’t find a tidy explanation to soothe the mind while the heart bleeds. You find cries, la





