I was still a young man when the tragedy of historical events far outdid anything that I had read in books.
(I refer to the outbreak of the First World War, soon to be followed by the Revolution in Russia.)
My youthful hopes and dreams collapsed. But at the same time a new vision of the world and its meaning opened before me.
Side by side with devastation I contemplated rebirth. I saw that there was no tragedy in God.
Tragedy is to be found solely in the fortunes of the man whose gaze has not gone beyond the confines of this earth.
Christ Himself by no means typifies tragedy. Nor are His all-cosmic sufferings of a tragic nature.
And the Christian who has received the gift of the love of Christ, for all his awareness that it is not yet complete, escapes the nightmare of all-consuming…
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