A raw stone does not become a divine sculpture in comfort.
It becomes sacred because it tolerates every strike of the chisel.
Each hit removes what is unnecessary. Each cut reveals a higher form.

If the stone could speak, it might ask,
“How long will this pain continue?”
But instead, it silently allows the process and slowly transforms into something worthy of reverence.

Life’s criticism, pressure, and challenges are chisels.
They are not here to destroy you
they are shaping you. Don’t ask how long you must tolerate.
Ask what you are becoming through it.

#brahmakumaris