When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure. -Peter Marshall
I want to share with you intimate details of my life that not many are aware of, but since this is the blogosphere, I am also going to spare you the gory details. This past year – especially the past six months – have been the most trying, disorienting, and terrifying in my twenty-five years of existence. In just six months’ time I have directly, and indirectly, through watching those around me, experienced unimaginable hardships of life, including: rejection, temptation, betrayal, heartbreak, foreclosure, divorce, custody battle, and death. At times, I have tossed and turned and cried myself to sleep because I felt so helpless and hopeless and at wit’s end. Even as I am writing this, I am still very much in the middle of the tunnel; some days, I see a light at the end of the tunnel, and other days, I don’t. Yet I have never once doubted the conviction that my faith is founded upon, even when those closest to me have. When I am on the verge of breaking under pressure, I find solace in the fact that precious stones – whether it be diamonds, pearls, or gold – are created, refined, and made perfect under extremely uncomfortable circumstances of heat and pressure. Through it all, I continue to remind myself that it could always be worse – that I am blessed beyond measure.