All the hard times and the dark places of our lives point us to hope and renewal; but only if we go through our process. If I remember correctly, all the dross must be scooped out of the gold to make it perfect. When the dross is all gone, the refiner knows the gold is ready. He can now see his reflection in the gold. Our lives are no different than this process. The path to your life’s higher purpose may be daunting and arduous, but only in the crucible of sacrifice real change happens. This is a process you cannot pray away, wish away, or skip. In trials, we are perfected, not in safe or comfort zones. xoxo, Juniper