What would we do without the tough times? We wouldn’t know what we are made of... Adversity tests the quality of our work. The muscle must be pushed and broken down for it to strengthen and grow. If there were no trials, we would never learn to persevere and never attain true maturity. Even tragedy brings out the best in the human race: a compassion is revealed that we may not even be aware of. I know this: I never grew much during the “good times” (though I did enjoy them). But it was the hard times that produced the significant changes. Maybe we shouldn’t be so quick to whine and complain about the tough times— they might very well be the answer to our prayers. (Consider it pure Joy)
Catch it, come alive, pass it on.
