Deeper meaning

I am the luckiest girl in the world. I not only have an incredible husband who loves me unconditionally but with that I've gained an incredible family. My in laws and my husband have really molded me into the person I am becoming. Well actually it's my faith in God but they are the ones who have been incredible examples leading me towards Him.

My point here is that my entire life (I know I know a whole whopping 20 something years) I have felt rather lost. Without a purpose to path. I used to tell people that I thought I was going to die young because I couldn't see a real future for myself. Not that I wanted to die young but just that I couldn't imagine myself past high school no matter how hard I tried.

My husband and I had an extremely rocky path. We were off and on more times than the bathroom light. I treated him horribly and there were times when he treated me exactly how I would have treated me to. We broke up for a while and dated other people but we always found our way back to one another. It wasn't until the last time we broke up that I realized how important he was to me and just how much I truly loved him.

From that moment I've tried to become a better person. The best version of myself I could possibly be. Someone that he deserved to spend the rest of his life with. I'll admit that I've slipped up. But through those low moments I've soared. Those moments pushed me to where I am now and where I constantly work towards being.

There is always a deeper meaning behind everything bad in your life. If you are suffering it's only to teach you something. I am constantly striving to hold back from complaining and instead trying to figure out the purpose. Whenever I'm stuck in traffic I hold back from cursing and instead thank God that I wasn't the person in the accident.

I was told a story today about a family who had lost their son during the war in the beginning of last year. Just recently they lost their house to a fire. Along with the house was everything that belonged to their son except the flag that was presented to them at his funeral. At first I felt sorrow. But quickly the tears turned into a smile. I realized what God was doing, or at least what I would put my faith in. God is trying to reach out to them in saying that material things aren't what makes their son live on. Instead it's the memories and their love for him.

I am so thankful that I have such a glorious God to guide my life. He gives us comfort when we need it, strength when we feel like giving up, and courage to know that he has bigger plans for us.

So I will make my promise known. I promise to live my life with a positive outlook. I promise to always put my faith in things falling apart so that better things can come together.