Crushing Me Into Wine

I read something in a novel this morning as I rode my bike on a trainer.

It referenced the challenges God gives us and our needing those challenges to be able to appreciate things in life.  The good things in life.   I’ve always known this, I understand this.   How can you have happy without sad?  How can one triumph if there is no test or challenge?   But the book gave one example comparing the difficult times to being crushed, like grapes, and the result:  fine wine.

I hope I spend the rest of my life reflecting:   when life seems hard, or difficult, or sad,  God is making me a fine wine.  A very fine wine indeed.

Slainte!