What is the point with pain?

I often ask myself what the point of having so much pain is and why God won't remove it when I pray to him to do so. I accept that I get it, but can still cry sometimes because it is tough and I feel so worthless while pacified by the pain. Weird thing is that when someone else prayed for me while I was in pain the pain went away. For the day anyway. When in pain we are forced to look at our lives, how we treat ourselves, we may be pacified so much we only have our thoughts to deal with. I have had some spiritual insights while lying in bed with pain. If I had been busy doing other things I would not have had them. I also get inspired to write poetry while lying in bed almost asleep. This culture value activity and effectivity, not contemplation, but both are equally important. We need rest and activity and rest comes first. Pain makes us humble, patient and to have more sympathy with others who suffer too.

The hardest part for me has been to accept that it stands in the way of what I want to do, so then I have had to think about what is the most important? Is it to be able to work a lot or is quality more important, is to exercise a lot important or to do enough to be healthy? Is it important to go to a lot of events and meet a lot of people or is it most important to be good to the ones you love the most? A competitive perfectionist like me will suffer mentally from the pain, but then her values will be challenged. She will be forced to prioritise better. She will understand it is not what we do that matters, but the love force we share through are actions and words.