I made a stupid decision a few years ago. I lost my job, and I got a felony charge against me that likely should have been a misdemeanor if anything. I got a second chance and have two wonderful kids, I got a house, food on our plate, and a family that cares for me.

This last week I lost my job through nothing I did wrong. As of this moment I have almost no money, but I have a house for the time being, two healthy kids, food on our plate, and a family at my side.

While I am angry, super depressed and confused, I still need to thank God for what he has provided for me. I also am trying hard to accept that I was not abandoned, and there are still plans for me. I am trying to listen, but I'm having a hard time hearing the plans he has for me. I cry every morning and live in fear the rest of the day, but try to put on a show for the kids and try to justify my life and not feel like I failed them again. I felt compelled to write this for anyone else struggling with God and their issues in hopes they too don't lose faith, and maybe to remind myself of my own.

God Bless you all.