Moments of crisis have a way of bringing our focus into stark relief. They get our attention. They force us to plumb our spiritual depths. They put on the brakes and make us look at what life is really all about.
Perhaps it is not this way for everyone, but that is how it has been for me. My spiritual life and my working life have always walked hand in hand. Even though there were times when one was more in the forefront than the other, they have always been like two sides of a coin, but my husbands sudden passing changed everything. My spiritual hunger became the heavy end of the scale. It demanded my attention. It forced me to search my depths for what I needed.
Painful as it was, those times became immensely productive and fruitful. Thus, challenge became my friend. If ever I needed it, here was proof that all things do indeed come bearing a gift, if we will but look for it. The gift, then, was the growth I made, the inner blossoming that occurred as I worked my way through the pain and heartache into the sunlight that was patiently waiting for me on the other side of my grief.
So it was that even my most unwelcome of challenges brought answers Id been seeking all my life, and that is why I believe that it can be so for all of us. Simple questions like What can I learn from this? create an open mind and an open heart so we can receive the answers that not only will ease our pain but give us the strength and courage to go on with our life, not as victims but as conquerors who found a way to triumph, even in life’s most difficult of circumstances.