Before, if I really wanted something and didn't get it, I felt like something bad had happened to me. I'd ask God, "Why didn't you give it to me? I asked for it so much."

And then, several times, life showed me the answer.

What I once cried about turned out, over time, to be what God had saved me from.

The person I so desperately wanted to keep by my side turned out to be completely wrong for me. The opportunity I thought was my last chance would have led me in the wrong direction. The door I was trying to open closed—and only later did I see another one open right next to me.

I guess that's what faith is for me.

Not just asking God to fulfill my desires, but also trusting Him when He says "no."

We see today.

And God sees the whole journey.

So now, when something doesn't work out, I try not to ask, "Why did God take this from me?"

I ask differently:

"What is He protecting me from now?"

And I feel much calmer. 🙏❤️