Life Is Crashing Down
“Everything happens for a reason.”
At least that is what I have chose to believe since I was 15. If everything just happens and there is no reason for it, my life since I was 15 was a lie. That is six years of betrayal and mistakes that were simply somebody's fault. Not because God had plans for me but because I chose wrong paths, got taken advantage of and as a result; failed.
My life is not because God wanted me here it is because my mother and father wanted me. If not for them I would not be here writing this article. Would I even be on this earth? Is everything I based my life on a lie? Maybe thinking whatever happens happens makes me a failure.
Life Was Once “Crashing Down On Me”
At 15 my childhood was taken from me. Instead of learning to drive and hanging out with friends I was talking to lawyers, going to counseling, preparing for a court hearing. For what, to put a bad man behind bars, to keep him from harming others the way he did to so many of us.
I cannot help but think my life is nothing but failure and a mistake. What is the point to life if there is no purpose at the end. Believing that “everything happens for a reason” was helping me sleep at night.
Lifting Up My Head
People bring me down; those who say they're my family continue to bring my down. I do not think they try. But, they do bring me down. Just until I can get my thoughts down on paper. Then the world is good again.; the world is good again.
Everything happens for a reason. I am in God's plan and He will continue to watch over us; you and I. He has a special plan for us all. What is yours?