We are not here to be redeemed, or prove ourselves righteous. We are here to become, to learn. That’s all there is—lessons.
The lessons arrive according to plan, what we agreed to face. They are strung out, pearls of cause and effect, across the days of a life. Some come from failed challenges in past lives. Some from the shape and wiring of the body we were given.
As lessons arrive, we are free to learn or resist. And there is no guarantee we have the strength or tools to learn a given lesson at a given time. It’s all good. They will arrive again—in this life or some other.