March 31, 2011

The Old Days

Sometimes I wish I could just go back in time to when I was young.  Everything seemed so pleasant (even though that wasn't always the case) I had that child-like faith that no matter what happened, it was going to be okay.  I had rough days back then, but somehow I didn't question things as much as I do now.  EVerything happened because it did and God had a greater plan.  Whether it was the death of my grandma or the divorce of my parents, I always made it through.  Now even though I know that it is good to question, I'm realizing that as much as I want to ask why I am not going to find all of the answers.  In certain situations I need to rely my faith, because in the end it's the most important thing I have.  So when the struggles seem like too much I need to remember to hold onto my faith.  It is something that is all mine, child-like and reliable, just like the old days.

Everything happens for a reason, even if I don't know what reason that may be.