Written by: Erica Sawyer
There’s an old saying that says “what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.” I’ve heard people say “what goes around comes around,” “You get out of life what you put into it” and things like “when you’re given lemons make lemonade.”
I believe that everyone has been faced with hardships in their lives and each one of us has a different philosophy about why those things happen. Books have been written that say things happen randomly; that this world has no order, things that happen just happen, for no reason at all.
I’ve heard things like “You get what you deserve” and “Every dog has their day.” And probably the one I’ve most heard is “God won’t give you anything you can’t handle.”
I think everyone searches for the real answers to life and life’s little questions, and sometimes that pursuit just gets to be too much and they cash in their chips. Giving up is much easier to some than accepting the truth.
I’ve had my fair share of hard times, and I’ll admit to wanting to give up numerous times. My life has been a life of ups and downs and has been filled with the ultimate question of “why me??” For twenty-one years of my life I asked myself that question, only to make myself sick over not finding the answer. I couldn’t accept the fact that there was a God, because of the way my life had turned out. It has been filled with physical difficulties, emotional heartbreaks, and struggles to even want to press on.
If there really were a God, why would he allow such things to happen in my life that hurt me, why would he hurt those that I love and take people out of my life that meant the world to me. “Why” began every question I had about God, and I was certain that there wasn’t an answer sufficient enough to satisfy me. Therefore, I came to the conclusion that there wasn’t a God, especially one that was controlling all things.
I believed that there was a higher power of some sort, something like a force or fate that brought people into our lives when we needed them most, and gave us strength to go on when life seemed hopeless. However, the thought of an all powerful God, up there somewhere floating around, pushing buttons and controlling lives just made me angry. There was no way I could accept that… my heart wouldn’t let me believe such an unjust thing existed. That is—until God Himself changed my mind.
During my journey down life’s golden road, I found the answers to life and all the questions I had. This is the reason I am writing this blog, alongside my husband, who has faced, fought, and overcome his own demons of hardships. My hope is that our stories will encourage you to press on and to hold onto life with the hope of one day being in a glorious kingdom where there will be no pain, no tears, no death and no suffering. This is my hope. This is what keeps me rolling.
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