In life, I have found that the worst times
Tend to be the best... as long as we go through them with friends.
Not because we enjoy suffering, but because we see how much we've grown
In spite of said suffering. If we didn't experience the pain, we wouldn't have experienced the maturity. It's been said that life isn't about avoiding the storms, but learning to dance in the rain. I believe, of some, merely standing in the rain is a triumph. Jesus said that we will never be tested beyond what we can handle. Even still, He, and only He, is the power that helps us to stand, dance, or rejoice in the rain of these storms. Life is a struggle. A beautiful struggle. If you are in Christ, there are only three times of life, and they cycle until death. 1) You are in a storm, 2) you are coming out of one, and 3) you are about to go into one. Some may say that God is cruel for allowing us to go through such pain, but I have learned that without the fire, silver would be flawed; without the heat, clay vessels would be unusable; and without storms, Christians would be back in the ways of death. Our faith and conviction is so precious to our Father, that He will increase the pressure to increase our faith. He only wants what's best for us. He will see us through.
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