My mother tells me when I was a baby, I would eat a spoonful of hot and sour soup and immediately start crying because it was so spicy. And a few minutes later, I would take another spoonful and cry again. And I would do it again. And again.
Sometimes good things are painful. But over time, we adjust and grow because of them. The deliciousness remains the same, but the pain becomes tolerable, insignificant even.
Maybe we eat spicy foods because we’re culinary masochists, or maybe we just know pain and growth are tied together in ways we cannot and should not ignore. That, and we know spicy foods won’t actually hurt us.
I won’t run away from a good thing just because it makes me cry; growing pains fade, but goodness will always be goodness.
Beka is a SaaS marketing director working in the faith sector. In her free time, you can find her gardening, crafting, reading, traveling, throwing dinner parties, writing, playing board games, watching films, building LEGO cities, and/or drinking fancy bourbon cocktails.