If there’s one thing my sister and I wholeheartedly live by, it’s the belief that things happen for a reason. Nothing is ever coincidental in this world. If things are meant to be, then it’s meant to be. If a certain job is meant for us, somehow it’ll find us. If we’re meant to live abroad, then somehow there would be a way. We believe in fate, having been raised religiously, we believe that God is leading us through these murky waters in order for us to grow. Anything else, is just white noise. Lately I’ve been having such terrible doubts and insecurities plaguing my mind about the various life choices that lead me here. I can’t help but sit there and wonder, how the hell did I end up here? I never would’ve thought I’d be moving back home after university, I never thought I’d be running a small company or pursuing writing full-time and I certainly never would’ve thought that I would end up being in a serious relationship with my best friend from high school. There are so many things that I never would’ve thought would happen, that led me here. And it doesn’t help, as I scroll though Instagram, seeing my friends and other families, living their best lives abroad, going to places I’ve only dreamed about going and achieving milestones in their lives I thought I would’ve achieved by now. I can’t help but wonder, where did I go wrong? Is the life I’m living truly meant for me? Funnily enough, when my sister and I went to church on Sunday morning, the pastor preached about the very same thing that had been going through our heads. Call it what you want, but it feels like God is telling us His answer through his preaching. Our pastor preached about how things are never coincidental. That we always end up in the places we’re meant to be, but it’s our reactions and what we do with the things we’ve been given, that matters. Our paths may be slower and much more murkier than others, but that doesn’t mean we’re not on our way there. It doesn’t mean that we can’t achieve what we’re working so hard for. Our successes and milestones might feel out of reach right now, just like mine does, but his words reminded me that: if it’s meant to be, then it’s already ours. All it matters would just be the time, and when He allows us to have it all. So long as we’ve put enough work towards it, and that we feel deep in our gut that we’re headed in the right direction, we should literally just keep going. And if the path starts to feel stuck, we must trust that a better one will open up. Every obstacle we face, big or small, is there to teach us the lessons we need for the journey ahead. After all, a smooth-sailing adventure doesn’t make for a very interesting story, does it? I just wish that I could see that all the hard work I’ve been putting isn’t all for naught, because I’m getting tired, like I’m sure most of are. Until then, fight on we must. Sincerely, Cherie. PS: By the way, I’m planning to bring ‘Song of the Days’ back, where I would recommend a song I’ve been obsessing over after every post. What do you think? Feel free to vote!
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Monday, 16 June 2025
Things That Happen For a Reason
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