March 1, 2017
Why? It’s a question I often find myself asking. Being a Preacher’s kid is a lot harder than I thought. Kudos to you Preacher’s kids out there. Stay strong! Being that I’ve only been a preacher’s child for a month now, I’ve already seen more than I ever imagined I would. If you were to ask me a month ago, if I thought I would ever see the things I have seen in this month, I would have told you that there was no way in the world! I would have told you that you were crazy….but then again, to live in this world, we all have to be in some way, don’t we? I’m not saying that I don’t like being a Preacher’s kid. I love most of it. I love my Step-dad. More than I thought I ever would be capable of, considering that my biological father left. Anyway, that’s another story, for another time.
Considering the fact that I’m only 16, I shouldn’t know the things I know or feel the ways I have felt, or experience the things I have experienced. In fact, I wish no one had to ever go through that. But at the same time, I’m glad I did. It made me stronger. It made me the person I am today. Some of those things I will probably share with you…eventually.
I hate being called strong. I’m not strong. But I am definitely stronger than I used to be. But for now, let’s stick to the basics. I’m a 16 (almost 17) year old girl, who lives in a small town, with my mom, my step-dad (who is more of a dad to me than my own father ever was), my sister, my brother, and my annoying, but loving ferret Gwen. I’m sure that you’ll be hearing more about her in later posts.
Back to the question of why. I ask that a lot. Why did something happen? Why did God choose my family? Why did He choose me to experience this EXTREMELY difficult time? So many Why’s, yet so little answers. Why are there so little answers to such a simple question? The answer? Why not me? There is no 100% true answer. Everyone is different, and everyone does the same things for different reasons. That’s a really difficult lesson that unfortunately, I had to learn early in life, but it’s also one of those lessons I’ll never forget, no matter how hard I try.
Obviously, I am a Christian, and I have never had so many questions, but so little answers at the same time. We will possibly explore those in a later post. I’m looking forward to writing sharing more and more with you! See you next time!