Wisconsin is a lovely state! Rolling grassy hills dotted with red barns and milk cows. Homemade cheese and “squeaky” cheese curds. Lakes, rivers, forests…. it is quite lovely!
The people are lovely too! Their kind smiles exude a steady warmth and a strength lies within them that seems born from making it harsh winter winds until the sun shines bright again.
Process. Wisconsin folk understand good things often take necessary process. Cheese…. must process. Milk… you feed the cow, milk the cow…and there is a process from the barn to the table!
This year I heard of something else “good “ that takes process! A certain plant grows up here and has a large, purple cluster like blossom. I saw some blooming along a sidewalk but had no idea what they were.
After ministering in a concert, I was sitting around the table with a new found friend. As we talked together, my friend told me about lemonade being made from this blossom. But the thing that struck me was she said, “After you pick it you have to bruise the head “… and then it can be made into great tasting lemonade.
The sweet taste only came from the bruising. Trials kind of feel at times like we are being bruised and battered. But, our kindhearted Heavenly Father would never allow anything into our lives without a greater purpose. Sweeter, more understanding, a depth in our kindness, and love are all brought about through the trials He allows to work in our lives.
It’s all a part of the process. Personally, I don’t think the process is ever easy! But, it is oh so worth it!
Jesus, make us able to bear the bruising so that Your sweetness may exude through us!