ROSES

One day I came back from a long day at work. It has been a tough week and I was very tired.

I walk into my bedroom and on my fireplace, I see this:

And inside this little envelope this note:

Honestly, I can not deal with pain. This is not going to be a long post on the origin and the evolution of pain in the world but just a snippet of my thinking.
A few weeks have passed since this day and I am now in a better place. I struggled with the concept of pain in any shape or form. In a world where there is so much evil, wars breaking in every corner and violence on a daily basis I wondered where is this God that I profess to believe in and who I love so much. Where is God to save us? Where is He to sort out all this mess? and when pain hits you personally, in your life and you feel it every day then it becomes even more apparent to you that maybe this God is not as good as I thought all my life that He was.

I was so angry and bitter and just disappointed. I understand that through painful situations we learn more about ourselves and we come out stronger on the other side and all that good stuff. But why can't we just learn what we have to when things are going great?

A few weeks have passed now. I am in a better place. I do not have all the answers and maybe I never will but one thing I know for sure is that my God loves me. He is not the author of the evil in this world and He is so full of love that He sacrificed himself in the form of Jesus that we might have a relationship with Him. Because more than anything He wants us.

Pain is not pleasant and never will be and will my ideal life be pain free if I had a choice? Yes, of course. But the treasure I gain when I come out of the difficult situation and I allow it to shape me and mould me into a better, stronger, softer and more genuine me is something that I will cherish for the rest of my life. Whenever I overcome a trouble, it's a milestone that defines the real me and I'm able to share that with everyone around me. And the more milestones I collect, the more I can look and realise how grateful I am for who I've become.

I am a work in progress. I am not who I'm fully meant to be but I am also not where I used to be. And I am grateful for that. I am a rose, full of thorns and I am beautiful.

Have a great week.

x Princess Leona x