Pain is joy?

Recently I went into the hospital for an abscess on my foot. My first thoughts were directed at God saying, "Anything else Lord?! I can't stand or walk, I require help to go to the bathroom and to shower. My body hurts, sometimes to the point of tears. What else am I to endure?! Does my seemingly-forever suffering have no bounds?" The progression of my disease is inevitable; there's no denying that, but my frustrations tend to have a 5 minute shelf-life. After frustration, comes sadness, then acceptance and, finally, joy. Some may think or say, "Joy? What joy? How could a person have joy dealing with so much struggle and pain?" I have not acquired the taste for wine yet, but the process of making it is fascinating to me. The soil for the vine must be a dry environment with minimal irrigation. With conditions like these the vine is left to struggle, which intensifies the flavor, thus making a better wine. I believe we are the vine and suffering is the dried soil and limited water. God allows the struggles to strengthen our flavor. We are no longer a simple seed with little experience and a lot to grow. We are a beautiful wine full of depth and character; able to share its flavor and origins with others