God Bless the Broken Road

I don't get it guys!
People in general are soooo depressing! And I just ask WHY!? Why on earth are you depressed all the time?! I mean of course EVERYONE has their moments where things get down... even me, and THATS sayin somethin! ;)

I can understand tragedies happen, people get hurt, and life just can seem like an acorn calf!... but things can and WILL look up if you let them.

GOD is watching over ALLL of you, weather you chose to believe it or not! The Big Man will never give you more than you can handle...! We all have our own level of suffering to endure, but, God Bless the Broken Road! RIGHT!? Good can come from a tragic situation!

I have a friend who had a theory going for a while.
I would say "its all good Ryan...", Ryan would reply "Nah Kat, its not all good, it never is! As soon as something good happens, it all falls apart, and its terrible again. So no, its not 'all good'... 'it goes'!"
 hmm "It goes"
Isn't that interesting!? Because I mean the same could be said in opposite... "its all terrible", "no its not, things always begin to look up".
Maybe... But, I just know that it is what YOU make it, sooo MAKE it all good!!!

Life is an AMAZING opportunity we are all given... and I don't know about Ya'll, but I was only given one... and I'm going to LIVE it to the fullest, THE RIGHT WAY! MY life is too short to sit around as a lame horse crying about the littlest things! OR even the big things, because I KNOW that things can hurt, and leave a scare, and mark your heart for the rest of your life... but what are you gonna let come from those scares? The sufferings...? or the blessing it could bring...? It all depends on what YOU decide to dwell on.

I tell people these things, and they always say to me "well Kat you haven't experienced heart ache!"... Oh but I have, and I see the beauty all this suffering has brought to my life. And I see JUST how much God has blessed the broken road.
I didn't really know my dad, I lost him when I was 5 years old, When I was 9,my big brother was in an accident came out brain damaged, and was never the same again. My Mom was taken from me by cancer when I was 12. I practically raised my baby brother and sister, then I was kept from seeing them for 6 years. Just a month ago, my baby brother was killed by a car.

I sometimes feel as though, my whole family was taken from me.... But... No, they will always be with me, and I still have a WHOLE bunch of family and friends here to help me, and God watching over me, guiding me through my life! And good has come from all my suffering!

Sooo look at it this way...

God Blessed the Broken Road that led me straight to you... Its time to live life guys :)