Doesn’t it always happen that every time something devastating happens to you, you’re left sitting there wondering, ‘Why me?’
Why do I have to be the one who loses my parents?
Why do I have to be the one with a sick child?
Why do I have to be the one who is born in a middle class family with never enough money to go to college?
I am doing that right now. Currently I am going through a rough phase in my life, where something happened to me in a shocking manner that it left me scratching my head, wondering ‘Why me?’ I can’t tell you what it is, out of respect to other people, but I can say that I didn’t think in a million years this would happen to me. I have always been the kind of girl who lives the average happy life. I look at other people with their problems and thought to myself, ‘Nah, that would never be me. That would never happen to me.’
But here’s the thing about life. Everyone has their own problems. Never in a second should you underestimate other people, thinking that they have it easier than you. And never think that you are alone while going through your own devastation. When I talked to my friends about my devastation, I found that they all had stories of their own. They all have baggage.
But we’re all nice people! Why do these things happen to us? We do good deeds and work hard and pray hard, but why do we still get horrible things happening to us? The answer is pretty simple, as I’ve figured out recently. It’s because life is a test.
Life isn’t it. This isn’t IT. We don’t just exist here for no reason, die and become worm food. There’s a reason why life is temporary and doesn’t last forever. My faith system has always believed that, and I chanted those themes, but it’s only until I was hit with this wave of devastation that I began to question my own beliefs. But I am slowly realizing that this life right here? It’s just a series of test. Tests to see how far you believe in your own self, in your God, in the life after this one. Money, stuff, power…what does it all mean, in the end?
A good friend told me this; God never gives you tests that He doesn’t know you can’t handle. I hold on to that. I mean, chances are God knows everything and I know nothing, really (as exhibited in the past. I make plans that didn’t work out, but things always turn out to be even better after that). I came across a few blog entries that really helped me go through the difficult times. The link is down here, hope it helps other people too.
Ujian Itu Rahsia Allah S.W.T.
Why God Gives Us Tests