I’ve been toying with this blog for a couple of days. Not only have I had an interesting (few) week(s), but Lent has started, which always stimulates my thought processes.
I was going over my previous posts, and I came to realize that although my faith is a pretty big part of my life, it is definitely not reflected in my blog. I added a “faith” label, and then labeled any posts that even remotely hinted of my faith, and it verified that the number of those posts is pretty small. Why do I bring this up? Because this post is about to get pretty faith heavy, and it’s become increasingly obvious that this out of the norm for me.
Although I have never been one to be over-the-top with fate, soul-mates, etc., I have always believed that events in your life happen according to God’s plan. Sometimes, you pray for these things to happen, sometimes they are presented as a growing experience, and sometimes, bad things just happen, for no reason that is understandable to you.
Whenever I feel like I am at a crossroads with life, I am usually reminded at how blessed I truly am. Just as the peak of my frustration with my current situation and confusion settled upon me, the tsunami in Japan occurred. Now, I have no personal connection with Japan (or tsunamis for that matter), but my heart just breaks for the Japanese people. I have no idea why they are going through these struggles, or how it fits into the “master plan” that God is supposed to have. I am angry, and frustrated for them. But, I have faith that somehow, things will work out as they are supposed to. Regardless, I have been reminded of what a fragile balance life truly is.
In this regard, I am lucky to be blessed with my “crossroads.” I am fortunate to be weighed down by indecision. I have a couple of pretty good options regarding next year. Many people in Japan have no options right now. They’re struggling to survive.
My unsettled future pales in comparison to the chaos faced by the Japanese people. I pray for them. I just hope that they can continue to have faith that in the end, life works out as it is destined to, even if the process of getting there is a muddled, and sometimes, impossibly horrendous one.