It's one thing to know that you are in a struggle. . . it's another thing to know Who you're struggling for.
There is no battle without meaning, no soldier without objective. It is purpose that gives perspective, light, and existence.
Why do we battle, why do we choose? Why must there be terms of comparative degree -- bad, good, best. And why, oh why, did there have to be a difference?
Because we were given the choice, once when a Man was stripped off his regal robes, spat at, tortured, and killed, all for the sake of love. All for the sake of love. And before that, our demise was clear - -eternal damnation in the pits of hell.
If not for that death -- that pure example of love -- what choice would we have but death of our spirit. So why do we battle? Because of love.
Thank You for the struggles. . For the choices.