I feel like
people tend to view those things that “disturb” life’s daily routine as negative things. You know, like “Oh, you must be so sad that ____________ happened.” And the implication is, “…because now you’ll have to readjust to a new way of life that you will have to begin to convince yourself you have control of!” I think one of the biggest fallacies anyone can believe is the idea that he or she has his or her own life “under control.” You don’t. No one does. Whether you are satisfied as a 35 year old woman who gets weekly pedicures and drives the kids to school in a nice SUV, or as a 17-year old rebel who has unnatural hair colors and smokes because you know it pisses your mom off. Whatever lifestyle anyone is ever comfortable or uncomfortable with, that lifestyle cannot be predictable and is certainly never in that individual’s control. I guess I’m just realizing this more every day. And the more I realize it, the more I see it all around me—in my own life, too. Things change. People change. People let you down. People surprise you. And some days you wake up and feel like you don’t even know who you are. I guess I’m just learning to accept the fact that I never know what tomorrow will bring. And my comfort lies not in this realization, but in the fact that God controls everything. He lets the world do its thing and blow Him off, but in the end He’s going to work everything to the good of those who love Him. That truth is where my hope needs to be. And with each event and tragedy and joy and relationship, it gets easier to believe that truth.
