He’s always there. Always.

I have a habit of thanking the Lord first every time something good happens. Although I know there are countless blessings I receive everyday and I thank God for that because to be honest if I were to thank God for every single blessing He has given me, I probably would forget a bunch of things but I do try. I swear and in the end, I always end it with a ‘Thank you Lord God for everything.’ 

So every time something happens like I get good grades in my mind I’m going all“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh thank you Lord!” 

“in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” - 1 Thessalonians 5:18

For the people who know me I know that you’re probably thinking “What is up with Mika, she’s not usually like this. What has she eaten..” because I don’t usually talk about God. 

Anyway, the thing here I’m trying to emphasize here is we shouldn’t forget God whenever we’re happy. I actually learned this from church.

Let’s say you own a store wherein you sell clothes (nice clothes hehehe) and you get to give your friends free clothes and other freebies, but then came the day your shop closed down and you can no longer give your friends freebies and suddenly you don’t hear from them anymore.

The fact that you never heard from them hurts right? I mean, you can’t even call them friends because people like that are called ‘users’. Well, that’s how God feels when you just go to him whenever you need something, and when you’re good, you have it all, you suddenly forget all about Him.

Ever since I heard that message it struck me that whenever something good happens, it would always be God that I’d thank first and I started to pray every night whether I was happy or sad or even frustrated because He’s always there. Always. 

I admit I’ve done a lot of awful things in my life. The worst of the worst but He remained. I also admit that I am such a pessimist and despite that fact, I’ve never felt that He wasn’t there or that He left me. There was a time when everybody hated me because of something awful I’ve done and everybody I thought that would be there for me, wasn’t. It was the most depressing feeling ever I swear. The people I thought would help me, didn’t. To cut the story short, I was all alone. I locked myself up in my room for 3 whole days asking forgiveness from God and I kept on crying but as the days went by I actually got over it. I decided to never ever do it again no matter how desperate I become. But ever since that happened I always knew that God would always be there for me even if I don’t deserve it.