A friend once told me “everything happens for a reason”.

I didn’t believe it at first. I really didn’t.

I questioned it. What about all the people that have been hurt? The people going through difficulties, and maybe those who have hit rock bottom. How could everything possibly happen for a reason?

I had to think of them because I thought I hit bottom.

(Looking back…that was a phase). Not the phase where the emotions and what i went through didn’t matter, it was temporary.

I did have have rough times. But every time I felt like I was in a situation, I grew to understand that is temporary and I would eventually move past it all.

How does this tie to God? It does for me because when I pray, things go the other way. Meaning, it felt like devine intervention.

My mindset changed from:

“God why?”

Why did this happen, why can’t you just let things happen the way I wanted them to?

To:

“God…thank you”.

And this isn’t just me coping. This is a pattern I’ve recognized but it took a while. Every time a door closed there was ALWAYS another opening. It was redirection.

I also tried to avoid telling myself that because I thought I was convincing myself I didn’t deserve it or I wasn’t good enough for some things.

But no.

Some things are hard, difficult to get through and that pain…is real. But I’ve learned that a difficult season doesn’t mean God has abandoned me or you in it.

For me, faith has slowly become less about asking God to explain the why, and more just trusting him when I can’t see what’s coming. (literally the definition of Faith).

The older I’m getting, the more I’m realizing, God was there the whole time.

♡ Angela