110:0.1 THE endowment of imperfect beings with freedom entails inevitable tragedy, and it is the nature of the perfect ancestral Deity to universally and affectionately share these sufferings in loving companionship.

Tragedy
It’s still dark, before the sun.
They say today the clouds will come.
Rain’s forecast, too warm for snow.
We will see how the weather goes.

Much to do on this fine day.
The sun will shine, though skies are gray.
Life goes on upon this earth.
All tragedies do...