Sometimes I wonder why I was chosen. Why I am I alive while some are dead? Why am I full and healthy and happy? Why do I have all that I have? Why do I live in a 1st world country? Why do I have a loving family? It's a really depressing thing to think about.
And sadly, the only answer that I can think of is God's mercy. I had no control over which family I was placed in. I have no control whether I live or die. I have no control over what's going to happen to me. No one really does. It's just the will of God.
But that's what makes things better. My fate, my life it's not placed in the hands of my circumstances. It's placed in the hands of a merciful, loving, compassionate, selfless God. Although I have no control he does. And you know what? I think it's better to have God in control than myself.
Before I go, let me leave you with a quote from Dale Evan Rogers:
Everyday we live is a priceless gift of God, loaded with possibilities to learn something new, to gain fresh insights.
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