teachers, parents, mentors, and confidantes have always told me that everything happens on our lives has a reason. god is behind every bad or good thing. that those bad stuff happens because god has a plan for us. i grudgingly try to steer myself away from this belief, as the conclusion that comes from it is that we should blame god for every little bad thing that comes to our lives. don't get me wrong, i still believe in god, i believe there is a god. this comes naturally if you're raised as a catholic.
i do not want to go as far as blaming god for the bad things that happen in my life. i am blessed with lenient parents who leaves to make decisions about which school to go to, what course to take, and what should i do with my life. i know some kids my age do not have the happy power that my parents gave me. they let me run amok with their hard-earned money because i think they didn't want me to blame them someday if i end up being miserable with a job that i didn't want in the first place.
i am miserable right now, and i have no one to blame but myself. i cannot blame god because the reason i am where i am right is the consequence of my poorly planned decisions. the blame resides with me, and me alone. but then some people would say that god made that happen because he has a bigger plan for me. i so badly wanted to believe this, but i still can't help but think that it's not god's fault that i am an idiot.
and the concept of praying comes into the story. if god really has our futures planned, why bother praying for something? don't get me wrong, i still pray and go to church and stuff, but i pray just to say thanks for all the blessings that he has given me, that even if i am a mean, mean person, he still gives me stuff that i do not deserve, and to say sorry for being a mean, mean person. and then i tell him that he knows what i want, and it will be totally up to him whether i am getting it or not.
also about working for something and praying for it. it's totally stupid to pray to win the lottery when we don't even buy a lottery ticket. if all the catholics in the world accepted the fact that god has a plan for them, then the world would be filled with bum catholics.
oh no, i am not attacking the catholic religion or anything. it's just one of life's mysteries. i love god and no matter how many bad stuff happens in my life, i won't ever stop believing in him. even if i get to be an old maid living in a small house on the hill with white picket fences and 27 cats, then be it. oh wait i don't really like cats. uh.. dogs maybe?