You learn. You grow. You come closer to Me. And, yet, at the same time, you still hold on to the appearances of life and are so tied tightly to them.

The upside of illness is that you can get well.

The upside of illness is that you can regard it in many ways. As dire as illness may seem and be, you can look at it as a language that you have not yet understood. You can regard illness as a friend who has something to tell you. Your friend, illness, comes closer, and you can look at him in many ways. You can look at him as punishment, the price you pay for having done something wrong, even when you don't know what you did, and may really have not done anything. Certainly, no one would deserve illness.