As a gardener I can tell you that the best fertilizer to grow roses consists of manure, also known as shit, and bone meal (ground up cattle or sheep bones leftover from slaughterhouses). So from something considered filthy, and also painful can grow beautiful roses? I do not understand why trauma has happened to myself, and others. I only know that I have seen beautiful things come from it. Nature is beautiful and brutal as well, so can our lives also be this way.
A childhood friend of mine lost her infant daughter to SIDS a few years ago. The death of her child crippled her to the point of where she was struggling to function. She focused her attention on caring for her son, and she also learned to take care of herself. My childhood friend Kim is an inspiration for me, and I love her for her strength. Her beauty is in how strong she is inside and out. When I had difficult days I would think of how strong she was, which inspired me to keep going.
Beauty does come from pain, but it takes time. That beauty may be in helping someone else, empathy gained through your suffering, or even the fruits of creativity that expresses that pain. I had to surrender all of it into God’s hands, because my own efforts weren’t working. He has brought some beautiful things from my pain. This has allowed me to see the depths in my own soul that I hope as my healing progresses will allow me to assist other people to see their beauty. Until then some days I am glad to just rest my head on the pillow at night. These days are becoming less and less frequent the further along I go.
May those of you who are in pain find the beauty along your journey.