Life is not perfect . . .

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If you think about it, how many times has everything you have ever wanted fallen into place exactly like how you envisioned? Almost never right. What many people fail to see is that things do not happen when you want or how you want it to. Things happen when and how God sets it out to be. It took me a heck of a long time to realize that. I knew how powerful God is, but it only took me until recently to finally see everything that God has done for me so far, everything that He will do, and everything that He has promised me. A lot of times I don’t think I deserve the life I have, but then I am reminded that God sees the potential I have and He is going to help me achieve my dreams and so much more. All I have to do is have faith and never to stop praying. All God wants is for us to believe and trust in him. Remember like how when you were a kid, you would believe anything your older brother or sister said. Like if they said that you were going to get into trouble for using moms bubble bath. But instead mom would ask if you had fun.
Or like how your older brother or sister would say that they were going to buy you a toy or whatever if you stayed quiet about something that they did.  I actually miss being a child, with nothing to worry about but playing in the mud with the tiny cup set my parents bought. Can you remember how you would wish to be older? Yeah I wished I was older every day when I was a kid. Up until recently, I wished that I didn’t make all those wishes. I felt like I had to learn too soon to grow up and be an adult. I wasn’t allowed to be a kid long enough. I was always expected to be perfect. I should dress a certain way, sit a certain way, eat a certain way, don’t make eye contact with guys, don’t sit next to guys on the bus. Come straight home from school. Too many things that I was not allowed to do. Felt like I was going insane. There is no way a 12 year old girl would remember where she hid her spending money after having to do chores, homework, stay away from boys, try to impress her friends, keep up with gossip, and play with her brother all in one day. It was just too much.
From a young age I would feel pressured to impress my parents. They weren’t bad parents, just felt like they could have cut me some slack. But hey, I turned out pretty good.

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