But he perceived that our greatest need was loneliness: misery, despair, our anguish tearing apart everything around us and tearing ourselves apart, thrashing desperately apart from our deepest need which has become our greatest fear. And in response God became a man and stepping into the fetid cage of our existence, caked in blood and sweat and panic, did the last thing that we could still hear and understand: suffer; suffer as one of us. Suffer and be killed the one time he let himself be vulnerable and yet man could do naught to his will that man be redeemed; for the ultimate end of God’s image is not death but life and this world will one day be good because there is only one God and evil but a bruised ankle.