If I'm being truly transparent, depressing is probably a good descriptive word to use.
I've been working out of town, and being home just for the weekend has been hard.
I arrive home, and all of a sudden Isaac's steps have turned to full strides, on his way to another room.
Drew's speech has turned from mispronounced jumbled words, to full length paragraphs, usually one one word would suffice.
My wife has been stressed, overtaken by flying solo, and knowing this makes it hard to focus when I'm four hours away pulling wire in an auto plant.
It is extremely easy for me to get bogged down in these details. It's easy to let these thoughts take over, clouding everything else I see.
I am reminded of the first time I used balsamic vinegar. (Quite a jump right? Haha, just play along.)
I was following a recipe for a balsamic reduction sauce, and I remember opening the bottle and getting the first whiff. UGH! It smelled like black licorice vomit!!
I remember thinking to myself, this is going to be horrible. There is no way on earth this will be good.
I followed the directions anyway.
Guess what? As it reduced in the pan, the smell changed. The consistency got thicker, and when I took my first bite, it was like an atomic bomb of flavor exploded in my mouth.
Like my current life situation, if I had given up after that smell and not completed the process, I would have never experienced the amazing outcome.
I am certain that this current situation is being used to take me to a new place. A new level. A new mindset.
It is my expectation of amazing things on the horizon that propels me forward.
Endurance comes from struggle, from weakness, from stretching.
Not lack of effort.
Forward.
