Thoughts on the passing of a literary hero

We can think only of…

I was walking through the city square in Wroclaw, Poland this morning and I noticed a young man curled up on the sidewalk sleeping against a building. The only reason I took any notice of him is because another young man, who appeared to be on his way to work, was kneeling beside the sleeper…

For it is commendable if someone bears up under the pain of unjust suffering because they are conscious of God. But how is it to your credit if you receive a beating for doing wrong and endure it? — 1 Peter: 2