I believe like a child that suffering will be healed and made up for, that all humiliating absurdity of human contradictions will vanish like a pitiful mirage, like the despicable fabrication of the impotent and infinitely small Euclidean mind of man, that in the world's finale, at the moment of eternal harmony, something so precious will come to pass that it will suffice for all hearts, for the comforting of all resentments, for the atonement of all the crimes of humanity, of all the blood they've shed; that it will make it not only possible to forgive but to justify all that has happened with men. - Fyodor Dostoevsky, Brothers Karamazov


What a long sentence, but it makes me long for Jesus to come back.

Come soon, Lord Jesus. And until then let me be a part of causing your kingdom to come here on earth.