If hypothetically Rock City came to up to Christ, after committing whatever hypothetical deal-breaking atrocities they could imagine, singing, "would you still love me the same?" what would His answer be?
But sometimes the greatest victory is letting go. So too, good deaths allow the body to peacefully shut down instead of violently attempting to pump life back into a lifeless body.
I want to learn how to be alone, lonely, and not fall apart. So, I turned to Google (because, when in doubt, Google it, ifyaknowwhatimean).