Life was always perfect for me......Too perfect.......I have the perfect family......Parents who never fought. A mother who is my best friend... (Her faith in me is so absolute....Even today...) A father who treated me like a princess. Nothing I asked for was ever denied...Grand parents for whom I was the favorite........Friends who I could rely on in the most trying times...I was the perfect example of a girl born with a silver spoon... Like I said...Perfect.
Sometimes it was scary....In school Kids used to say if you had a bad day at school then your evening would be great...And vice versa....I always had this fear that that balance may be applied to my life......That God might suddenly decide to even the scales .....Every phone call at night used to scare me to death - I thought that it was someone calling to say there had been an accident involving someone I love.....And while God in his abundant grace never punished me for my lack of faith.....Suddenly my perfect life is not so perfect anymore......The Reason?? Kind of hard to spell out. My parents are still as great as ever...I’m still the apple of my family’s eye…What changed?? Life just decided to send a couple of storms my way…..And when you have lived a sheltered life you are not prepared for storms….. It hits hard….And in the most unlikely places….maybe God decided I had enjoyed all his blessings too much and was taking him for granted…..Or that only storms would bring me to him (Which is probably true)...So now with my boat being tossed on stormy seas....I’ve suddenly realized…God has a plan for me….That the storms are meant to make me stronger…And that as the Good Book says. "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning" (Psalm 30:5)
