Life...

So tonight was my little sister's sweet sixteen. Yup, little Sarah who used to run around with rosey cheeks and a rosey nose, singing "you aint nothin' but a hound-dog", and lover of all creatures is sixteen! It was an awesome party celebrated with all her friends. They laughed, they joked, they threw food, and chased each other, it was a sight to see. She is sure growing in to a beautiful young lady, and I cant help but think about things she still has left to encounter...falling in love...her first heartbreak (whether she believes me or not, she has not experienced this yet).....falling down and getting back up learning from her mistakes...going to prom...slow dancing....senior year.....college....the future....What a life! It is a lot to think about but in all reality life is too short. An old friend who I have not been in contact with in years had a tragedy happen in her family and she had to cope with the loss of her mother, but she has come out of this whole thing with more in her heart than before. I applaud her, I could not have been so willing to let God take my mother so soon. We all have our bad news, but what makes us stronger is the way we pull through each situation. Recently I found myself in a place where I just asked how it was fair that anything this cruel could happen. How could it be fair to constantly put a state of worry in just one family. I sat with my friend and told her what I was having trouble with, how I did not understand it all. Is it punishment? As she sat quietly I told her that whether someone believes in God or not, they do believe in good and bad things happening to people and so whether you call it praying or just wishing, everyone believes in something more. I said that it is just so hard to know what to pray for all the time, that I feel guilty for believing things can always just be going right, instead of tuning in to what I feel I should say during prayer. Its hard to find the words sometimes, to know just what to ask for and in the end I feel that I always leave something out. I know things don't always go right for anyone, but its hard when it happens to be yourself. And as my friend sat there, I got quiet and so did she, and when she spoke she said that yes, life is tough but if you think about it, maybe its the order of things, such as just now someone, somewhere in the world just passed away, but at this moment there is a baby being born, and somewhere else someone has just been diagnosed with cancer, while someone else has just been deemed cancer free. As hard as it was to hear, she was right, there is an order to things, mother nature waits for no one, its just life and you just have to live it. God wont let you ever do it alone though, which is comforting to think about when the day comes to an end and all your left with is your thoughts.