After they had been severely flogged, they were thrown into prison, and the jailer was commanded to guard them carefully. When he received these orders, he put them in the inner cell and fastened their feet in the stocks. About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them. Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everyone’s chains came loose. // Acts 16:23-26
Beaten and jailed unjustly, Paul & Silas had every natural right to complain and get bitter. They could’ve said: "Look at where serving Jesus has gotten me. This sucks. I'm not doing this anymore.”
But they chose to worship. They understood they were called to a higher purpose than themselves. And not only were their lives impacted by their worship, the other prisoners doors flew open and the jailer received salvation. This dark moment for them allowed the light of God to be ever more magnified.
I suppose it's actually worse not to go through trials because then there is no forming and refinement of our character, for our purpose and calling. And it's a shame when we don't fully let the trial do its work in our lives.
I love what Spurgeon wrote: "I've learned to kiss the waves that throws me up against the rock of ages.” He had learned to rejoice in the trial. Praise is powerful, worship is powerful—to worship God even when we don't understand what's going on in our lives is true, rich deep, faith.