Where there is LOVE there is Understanding
Even When I Don’t Understand, I Trust God’s Plan
When we walk through pain, it’s natural to want the hurt to end immediately. If you’re anything like me, you’ve probably found yourself singing the “Why me?” song on repeat and tuning in to the “Woe is me” frequency. For a long time, that was my anthem. As a kid, I felt like I was constantly asking God, “Why me?”—venting to anyone willing to listen. As I grew older, that “Why me?” shifted to a more frustrated “WTF, again?” or “What else can go wrong?” And if you’ve been through your share of life’s challenges, I’m sure you’ve sung a few of those songs too.
One of the biggest, most painful questions I carried was about my father. I didn’t find out who my biological dad was until I was 25—just three and a half months shy of turning 26. The journey to uncover the truth was filled with uncertainty, pain, and deep confusion. And while I won’t dive into all the details today, just know it wasn’t easy. But today is Siblings Day, and rather than dwell on the past, I choose to focus on gratitude. A few weeks ago, my eldest brother on my father’s side came to visit and spent a few hours at my house. We talked about everything—life today, our childhood, the silly memories that still make us laugh.
In the middle of one of those laughs, I got emotional—tears just beneath the surface. Why? Because we have real memories together. Not just as adults, but as kids. And that’s not something everyone in my situation gets to say. There’s someone out there who sang the same “Why me?” song but never got this kind of ending. That moment reminded me: even in our most painful seasons, God is still working. I don’t have to guess what life was like for my siblings growing up—because I was there. I got to live it with them. And that’s a blessing I will never take for granted.
I could stay angry about the confusion and hurt. After all, I did go 25 years without knowing the truth. But with therapy, healing, and time, I’ve come to see that the joy I have today far outweighs the pain I once felt. What I once thought was the short end of God’s blessing stick was actually preparation. Preparation to appreciate what so many overlook: the value of people over things, the beauty of the present moment, and the power of shared memories with those you love.
To God: You sure know how to open a girl’s eyes. I see You. I trust You.
To my siblings: I love you more than words can express. Thank you for always being there.
To my parents: I love you with my whole heart. I understand now that sometimes—life just happens.
What situation in your life could use a shift in perspective?
And how might things change if you chose to see it differently?
Affirmations for the Collective
I am grateful for the love and memories I’ve created with those who matter most.
My family, both chosen and given, is a gift I deeply treasure.
My past does not define me—it refines me.
I honor my emotions, but I no longer let them control my narrative.