You are not a permanent resident of this earth. You are a spirit child temporarily abiding here. Sarita was a slave child, but so are you. You are enslaved in a body that ages and hurts. You live in a world of disappointment and pain.
Loved ones die.
People you trust disappoint you. People hurt you. You hurt other people. Anger, fear, guilt and frustration will hold you captive, but you will not be joyless like the rest, if the song of Jubilee is in your heart. This day is holy to the Lord your God, do not mourn or weep.