I catch myself sometimes asking the inevitable question of trials: “Why me?” And to be honest, it’s not even usually a question of “Why me?” but a question of “Why them?” What I mean is, I have a couple children who have faced a multitude of difficulties since their birth. And one would think that eventually they would begin to sort of earn their way out of trials. That’s what I would hope for at least. It doesn’t seem to work that way. They have been fighting through difficulties from the very beginning and continue to do so to this day. But as I get wiser and stronger (which seems to have happened only because I have endured those struggles as well), I realize that we are amazingly blessed because we have been through so much, not in spite of enduring so much. That’s kind of a big AH-HA moment, I think. Had we not had to fight for everything we have, we would have taken these things for granted just like so many other people do. I would not have been as excited about every little accomplishment. I would not have seen the importance of letting go of the little things and focusing only on the big picture. I have realized that I need to give my worries to God. And believe me, I have. I know the importance of having a supportive core of family and friends, and I am so fortunate to have them. I’m also realizing that there are people who just can’t be included in my life, and that’s difficult for me to understand. There are those who far overestimate their importance in the grand scheme of things, and I just can’t allow that toxicity in my life. Probably the biggest and most important realization is that this is not my home. This is preparation for my eternal life. I think I’m going to well-prepared.
Part of the inspiration for this post was from the song “Blessings” by Laura Story. Take a listen. You will not be sorry. ~ D