Storms of life are inevitable

Greetings!

Sometimes, I find myself questioning the idea that everyone on this earth experiences storms of life in one way or another. I see some people, especially the rich and their children, enjoying life without hurdles, no cause for alarm, everything going hunky-dory. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has thought about this. But the truth remains: our existence on this planet is designed in such a way that every single human, including the richest, experiences storms. The only difference is that solving those problems depends on the capacity and mindset of the person involved.

So, that's it. We are bound to experience harshness, turbulence, and times when it feels like the world is crashing down. But what matters most is how we handle them. Knowing that a problem is inevitable makes us more prepared to handle it, and this is evident in the common saying, “A problem known is half solved.”

I haven't experienced losing any of my immediate family, but I've seen aunts, uncles, friends, and close family members pass away. Those moments were very painful—I felt like the world had ended. But look where we are now. Man, life is funny. One day you're crying your heart out, and a few weeks later, you're laughing as if nothing happened.

I belong to a church that holds giving thanks to God as a core principle, and even when someone dies, we still thank God. We thank Him for the life that was lived and for those still alive. This brings me to what I call HOPE. Knowing that there is hope helps us to stand firm in the storm, fighting to come out strong because after the rain, the sun will shine again. This means that even when we lose someone dear to our hearts, it’s going to be painful—there’s no doubt about that. Tears will flow because they are inevitable, but one thing we must focus on to help us cope is the days, weeks, months, and years after the occurrence. For sure, the person will not continue crying for the rest of their life. Those painful moments will eventually pass, becoming memories, and life will go on. After all, there’s a reason why God didn’t allow the grieving person to die along with the deceased.

I remember a particular time when a woman in our church lost her 4-year-old daughter and her husband within the span of three months. It was hell for her, and she vowed never to return to church because she believed God had forsaken her. We did everything we could to persuade her to dance in the storm and envision life after the tragedy, but she refused and remained sorrowful, which is understandable for such a situation. However, now she is back on her feet and living as if nothing of that magnitude ever happened in her past.

No matter what storm life brings our way, there is always an end to it. We must stand firm with the hope of a better day as we pass through these stages of life.

Thanks for reading.

This is my entry to Hive Reachout prompt of this week.

Photos used are mine

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