I’m not sure what else I believe or don’t believe at this point, but one thing I do believe is that things, particularly big things, happen for a reason.
I believe that certain people are brought into our lives for a purpose – either for us, them, or someone else.
I don’t really believe in accidents.
I believe that all things that happen in life, good and bad, have the potential to teach us something valuable. It is up to us whether or not we learn those lessons.
And those repeating patterns? It’s just further opportunity to learn the things you didn’t learn the first, second, or third time you encountered it.
I realized last night that it’s easy to have faith in The Universe, and in things happening for a reason, when everything is going well. The challenge comes when life throws you a curveball. Because they always come, don’t they? No one’s life is perfect – there are always bumps in the road, challenges, rough patches. The trick is to be able to hang on to that faith, that hope, when things seem hopeless. Having faith is what will get us through the rough patches.
I found out yesterday that the six month temp job that was lined up to start on Monday morning fell through. It had nothing to do with me, it was just one of those things. It was an unexpected blow. I spoke with my sister on the phone last night and she reminded me that all this means was that I am meant for something else….and that things will become clear to me in time.
I know that she’s right, but still…it’s difficult having that faith right now. So today I am pulling myself up, dusting myself off, and trying to hang on to that hope and faith during the time when it’s difficult to do it. What other choice do I have at this point, right?