Thomas Watts

Ever heard the expression “God works in mysterious ways”? Well that’s not the case for me and here’s why: People constantly exclaim “God works in mysterious ways” but that hasn’t been the case in my life (recently at least). What does ‘mysterious ways’ even mean anyways? Does it mean that we cannot comprehend what God is doing in our lives? Does it mean God always has something up his sleeve for us? Does it mean you receive blessing without realizing they are blessings? I’ve never really understood the expression. I will let you be the judge of those questions and answer them, but I know for certain that God hasn’t worked in mysterious ways for me, personally at least. The reason I say he hasn’t worked in mysterious ways is that his work is evident in my life. His ways are easily distinguishable to me. God has blessed me with family and friends that love me dearly and would do anything for me. He has blessed me with a healthy mind, soul, and even body. He blessed me with

A new journey. A journey no one should have to endure yet thousands do every day. A journey where every day is not a given and you have to fight to have anywhere close to a normal day. A journey where sacrifices are given up daily in order to get better. A journey no one should endure yet thousands do every day. The journey I speak of is cancer. My journey has been a slow progressing one, yet somehow it has already been weeks since I knew something was wrong. I’ve told this story many, many times but it’s easier when I can just write it out with all the details. So, if you’ve already heard it or don’t want to cry (I’m talking to you, Nana and Meme), then skip it. The end of September was approaching and I was being a 20-year-old college student not studying and worrying more about what I was going to eat and do. Out of complete anguish of not knowing what to eat, I reached up with my left hand and rested in on the back of my neck. I kept my hand there for a quick moment an