I don’t usually get religious on this blog, so bear with me. The events of the last few days are heavy on my heart and I need some way to cope with it all.
My mom raised me to have faith. I’ve never really questioned it either. We went to church on Sunday. I pray to God and never doubted his existence. I’m raising my girls the same way.
But I’m going to be perfectly honest right now. These last few days, it’s been a lot harder to have faith.
I wonder why God would take a beautiful soul that lights up a room and touches everyone she comes in contact with. I question why a little girl is going to grow up without a mother. I keep saying over and over “It’s not fair.”
In the last month, a friend lost her battle with cancer and now another one is in the hospital doing the same.
On the flip side, if I didn’t have faith, this would all be a lot harder. It’s ironic that this very faith I question in one breath, comforts me in the next.
“Be faithful even to the point of death, and I will give you the crown of life.” ~ Revalation 2:10
That was my confirmation verse and also my graduation verse. It brings me great comfort, even twenty years later. I guess my Pastor knew what he was doing when he chose that for me. I recite it over and over in times like these.
If you read this, say a little prayer or think of my friend suffering right now, that her and her family may soon find piece.
