Uhhhh what? Hold up. Isn't it God who put me in this situation in the first place? Isn't "hitting rock bottom" all God's fault? Why would I want to ask God for help and guidance? I have asked myself again and again, why has He decided to put me through this? Why has He guided me into a dead end? Is this all part of his plan for me?
As I am sitting outside on a warm summer night, listening to the frogs croak; I can easily answer those questions. God DOES has a plan. It may not be the perfect plan you want, but it's all for a reason. "Everything happens for a reason," and God puts reason behind that reason!
I believe that God has a plan for me, and I am willing to go through any hurt to see where his plan takes men. I am willing to have faith in him, even if it seems that he has forgotten me... even if it seems that he doesn't care how much I am going through. Because he is all around me, and happens to love me for who I am, no matter what I do.
I don't mean to preach or anything, but a couple of days ago I felt like giving up on God. I felt as if he didn't care what happened to me, he just tossed my family and I to the side and decided to give bad persons special treatment. But I didn't give up. I kept believing, kept hoping that somehow, someway God would turn it around and be on my side. I prayed that he would help make something good come out of the bad.
What do you know, he did.
Never give up hope. Never.
