This thing called life is a curious thing. We didn’t ask to be here. Yet, here we are.
We didn’t get to choose what year in history we were born, where on the planet we would begin our days, or who our parents would be. We didn’t get to choose our height, our hair color, or our personality. Even our talents were not of our own choosing. We didn’t get to choose any of it, yet here we are trying to make the best of it.
Some days it feels good to be alive. On those days, I am overwhelmed with gratitude for being able to enjoy the simplest of pleasures – the sun warming my face, lettuce seeds sprouting in the window sill, and laughing out loud at a great movie line. On those days, I feel like I could do anything and be anything. On those days, I plan and I dream and I truly live!
Other days, I struggle with sadness. I want to cry about all the suffering I see around me. I want to voice all the grief I feel in my own heart. I want to crawl under the covers and think depressing thoughts, and I have to will myself not to go there. I have to tell myself it won’t bring about anything except more misery.
Life is a struggle, but it is also a joy. It depends on the moment. Yet, to a large degree, it depends on our attitude.
On days when my attitude is heading toward the dark side, it helps to remind myself that while I may not have chosen to be created, the Creator chose to create me. If I am his creation, then this thing called life is his gift to me. Regardless of what I am struggling with, I remind myself that I don’t have to have it all figured out because he promises to always take care of me.
Without those reminders, this thing called life would feel like a crap shoot. But with them, even when I lack confidence in myself, I remain confident in him. It is when I put my trust in his master plan that I am encouraged to see the beauty in today and the endless possibilities in tomorrow.
“I knew you before I formed you in your mother’s womb.” – Jeremiah 1:5