It’s hard to see as a gift. Growth. Often it is awkward and painful. Who wants awkward and painful?
I was my full height in 5th grade. Awkward.
As a child I would wake in the night with severe leg cramps, and my dad would patiently rub Ben Gay into my legs. Painful. (and smelly)
So where am I experiencing this gift these days?
I’m growing into my new job.
I’m growing in letting go.
I’m growing in realistic expectations.
I’m growing in patience when I allow it.
And it is awkward and painful and sometimes (okay, often) stinks.
Where are you feeling life’s growing pains these days?