Bad Things Happen To Good People...And That's Okay
A long time ago, I thought that unless everything was going perfect in my life it meant that Heavenly Father loved me. I became so obsessed with seeking favor with the ' Big Boss in the sky' that it would often fill me with guilt when bad things happen in my life. My early childhood was filled with a love for Heavenly Father that could fill at least five Olympic size pools, yet I didn't quite understand the concept of why bad things happened to people who seemed so reverent and dedicated to living Christlike lives. I was good. I was very good. People at school would call me church girl because I practically walked around with a neon sign which said 'Ramona's A Christian'. Then bad things started to happen. IF HEAVENLY FATHER LOVED ME I'D HAVE A PERFECT LIFE RIGHT? Wrong. In this life, we aren't promised perfection. I thought I needed to have a perfect family and a Hallmark storybook life or I wasn't as treasured to Heavenly Father. Most of m...