The Beauty Beyond Sackcloth and Ashes

The well-reasoned and due-in-season complaint - one of Job-like proportions - is one where we experience such grief worthy of sackcloth and ashes; an entire self-loathing in the Presence of God, despite thought for disobedience, regarding the apparent captivation by misfortune. Life is such a thing that compels us beyond belief for what sorrowful things are endured. Only something so real as life could do this.