I’m pressed but not crushed

Do you know that song? It’s been racing through my head for two days now…but I digress. At the beginning of the blog. Oy vey.

The ebb and flow of life is really interesting to me. Some days are amazing and some days I’m amazed I remember to breathe.

Right now, I’m in a crucible/pressing season. I’m being pressed on all sides, and the good news is that this time, good stuff is coming out of it.

Seasons of refining aren’t fun…but they are absolutely necessary.

What’s with all of the vague, Deneen? Well…I can’t be specific because I’m not 100% certain where this season is leading.

In the midst of the pressing, all I can see/feel/divine is the pressing. I can see the oil coming out…in things that I’m writing…but this time I don’t have the big picture.

I literally feel like an olive being pressed. I’m sure the olives don’t see it coming…nor do they understand why they’re being crushed…but people certainly get a benefit from the oil.

The only thing of which I’m certain is that there is a tribe of people who will greatly benefit from this season in my life.

Every experience in my life…the good, the bad, the ugly…I have used to help others. I know that I know that this squeezing is going to yield the biggest benefit to my tribe that I’ve ever seen.

If I’m not as communicative as I want to be, know that soon you’re going to be flooded with content, so take a deep breath and get ready.

Until then…be well. Drop me a line to let me know how you’re doing!