I was blessed and graced to join a gathering of spiritual directors today. The variety of gifts in the women attending was astonishing, but in spite of differences, they shared a common vision. All were caring and compassionate, open to possibilities, full of hope and accepting—of what is and what has been. Suffering had touched them all and it seems has made them who they are today and engendered in them a willingness to be with another through life’s struggles. It’s a paradox, but thank goodness for the trials of life that make us strong while opening our hearts to be wounded for the sake of others. The joy and hope it brings are priceless.