Hardships in Life I will be the first to admit that growing up, I was not very fond of religion. I was baptized, but only because my parents were following a tradition, for lack of a better word. As life went on and I grew up, the idea of a God became more apparent to me. Everywhere I went, the idea of Him was all around me. I was always uneasy when it came to religion because I saw how some religious folks acted. I did not want to become “that person.” I had grown to believe in a higher power, but never gave much thought to it up until a devastating time in my life. We all have things and people we count on when times become rough. I was and am lucky enough to have several people and things to turn to when I need them most.
I was seventeen years old and in my junior year of high school. It was January 13th, a Friday… the irony. At around 4 AM, our phone rang. I heard the rings, but ignored it because I still had some time left to sleep. My
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I did not go to church. I did not read The Bible except for a few verses I found to be inspirational. I did not speak much about my faith. I kept to myself. I prayed every night and wore the cross necklace my grandmother had given me all the time. So maybe to some I am not exactly religious, which is okay. Throughout this difficult time in life, I had somehow found myself through my own faith and love in God. He taught me many things, things that I will value for the rest of my life. My helplessness had turned into hope which then turned into happiness. I had taken responsibility and helped my mother raise the boys. We now are living happily as one giant family in a too tiny of house, but I love it. When people ask me “if you could change what happened, would you?” I say no. God has always had a plan for me. He knew I was strong enough to get through it. This was His way of helping me grow as a person. God has given me a different perspective on life, one that I appreciate and