Why Do Bad Things Happen To Me?

Life is unpredictable, isn’t it? One moment, everything feels steady, and the next, the ground beneath us gives way. Someone is badly injured, and the pain ripples far into the future. Someone dies. Someone walks out of your life, maybe forever. A diagnosis arrives, leaving you shattered. Or someone says words that cut so deep you wonder if they’ll ever heal.

Why do these things happen? And, more importantly, what are we supposed to do when life takes such a turn? Is there even a way to rise above these moments—to find a state of bliss, peace, and acceptance no matter what life throws at us?

The short answer: no. But don’t click away just yet—stay with me while we unpack what to do when life hands you lemons that turn out to be grenade-shaped and blow up everything you thought you knew.

The Aftershock: Emotional Whiplash

When bad things happen, the emotional aftermath can feel like a tidal wave. Here are three common responses people experience when hurt strikes. Let me know if any of these resonate with you:

Feeling Shortchanged
The immediate reaction is often to wish you could turn back time—five minutes, five hours, five days—because back then, life was still good. Or at least better than it is now. There’s a sense of injustice: “Why me?” you think, as you grapple with how chaos can exist in a world where seasons, gravity, and mathematics exist in perfect order.

Looking for Someone to Blame
When the dust settles, our minds naturally turn to the question: “Who’s responsible for this?” We replay events, searching for answers, hoping to uncover how this happened and, more importantly, how to prevent it from ever happening again.

Grieving Deeply
Sometimes, tears aren’t enough. You want to scream, punch something, or take your heartbreak straight to God and demand restitution for every tear you’ve shed. Grief is raw, messy, and impossible to ignore.

So, What Do We Do?

I’m no expert—I’m just a 34-year-old woman navigating life on this wild planet. But I know someone who is an expert: God. Let’s explore these emotional stages through His lens, guided by His word.

When You Feel Shortchanged

Feeling shortchanged hurts—whether it’s from people, circumstances, or even life itself. But God sees you, and He sees your pain. Romans 12:19 reminds us, “Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: ‘It is mine to avenge; I will repay,’ says the Lord.” Trusting God with what feels unfair can lead to peace you never expected.

But here’s the tricky part: guarding your heart. Bitterness can take root quickly when life feels unjust. Ephesians 4:31-32 encourages us, “Get rid of all bitterness… Be kind and compassionate, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” Forgiveness doesn’t mean letting someone off the hook—it means freeing yourself to move forward, trusting God to handle the rest.

And when the shortchanging comes from loss, especially death, the weight can feel unbearable. Yet God meets us in our grief. Psalm 34:18 promises, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” And Jesus reminds us in John 11:25-26, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die.”

Let His comfort hold you. You are not alone.

When You’re Looking for Someone to Blame

Blame feels natural in moments of pain. We think it’ll give us clarity, but God calls us to something deeper.

Take Job, for instance. He lost everything—his family, his health, his livelihood. If anyone had a right to blame someone, it was him. Yet his response was stunning: “The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.” (Job 1:21). He trusted God’s plan, even in his heartbreak.

Or consider the story in John 9, where Jesus’ disciples asked, “Who sinned—this man or his parents?” about a man born blind. Jesus shut it down, saying, “Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him.” (John 9:3). Not everything bad is about blame—sometimes, it’s about God’s greater purpose.

Jesus Himself wrestled with surrendering to God’s will. In the Garden of Gethsemane, He prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.” (Matthew 26:39). Trusting God isn’t always easy, but it’s worth it.

Forgiveness is key here, too. Colossians 3:13 urges us, “Forgive as the Lord forgave you.” It’s not about saying the hurt was okay—it’s about choosing peace over resentment.

When You Just Need to Cry

God doesn’t shy away from our tears. Psalm 56:8 says, “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” Every tear matters to Him.

Even Jesus wept. When His friend Lazarus died, Jesus cried openly, despite knowing He’d raise him moments later (John 11:35). Crying is not a lack of faith—it’s a deeply human response that God embraces.

Matthew 11:28 invites us, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” And Revelation 21:4 promises, “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain.”

Let your tears flow to the One who cares for you deeply.

Why Do Bad Things Happen?

The hard truth is, we don’t always get to know. God’s plans are bigger than our understanding. Isaiah 55:8-9 reminds us, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord.

But here’s what we do know: God’s heart is good. His plans, even when they hurt, are filled with purpose. And while we may not get answers, we can trust His love to guide us through the pain.

What’s Next?

Your job isn’t to have all the answers—it’s to trust the One who does. Bring your questions to God. He isn’t threatened by your doubts or fears. In fact, He invites them. Jesus said, “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find.” (Matthew 7:7-8).

God’s love is big enough to hold your pain, your questions, and your hope. He sees you, hears you, and promises to never leave you alone in your sorrow.

So, when life hands you those grenade-shaped lemons, remember: God is still writing your story, and the next chapter might just surprise you with His grace.

Trust me, I get it—I really do. You’ve heard it all before: “God knows, trust His plan, trust the process.” But here’s the question—have you actually done it? Have you truly surrendered? Embrace the freedom that comes only from letting go of your own will, dying to self, and living fully for Jesus.

This isn’t a one-and-done decision. It’s a daily surrender—morning, afternoon, and evening. So, my question for you is this: Have you surrendered your way for God’s way today?

Hack Your Brain

What is a "Meh Day"? I’ll tell you what it is. It’s when your brain gets hijacked by a mental computer virus called “Nothing’s Working.” This corrupted code weaves its way through your mind, convincing you—just for a day—that life is nothing more than a black-and-white film that never made it to the box office. The truth is, mental viruses like these don’t last longer than a day—unless we choose to feed them.

So, what do we do when sulking takes over and “woe is me” begins to set up shop in our mental control center? The only thing we can do: hack the hack. After all, while we aren’t literal computers, we are complex beings running on mental algorithms, coding, and programs that keep us in flow and shape who we are. Oh yeah, back to the question—how do we hack the hack?

Let me take you to one of my favorite scenes from Independence Day. Remember when Jeff Goldblum’s character realizes the aliens planted a virus in Earth’s computer system to locate and destroy our most prized cities and monuments? At first, humanity feels powerless. But then Goldblum has an epiphany after his father mentions the common cold. “That’s it!” he exclaims. “I’m gonna give them a virus.” He flips the script and hacks the hacker. If you haven’t seen this film, please pause here and enrich your life with this sci-fi classic.

I love this part because it illustrates such a profound truth: sometimes the best way to rise above a problem is to beat it at its own game.

So, what do viruses do? They mimic the internal dialogue of the mind, implant negative, self-defeating thought patterns (like consecutive bad code), and try to overwhelm us with repetition and falsehoods. The scariest part? These lies are often so close to the truth that they pass as valid inputs. Oh, they’re clever. But guess what? You’re better.

God equipped us with the ability to override these mental viruses. He gave us memory—the ultimate hack.

Viruses thrive on the present moment, using current challenges to cloud our future. But memory has the power to debunk their lies. It reminds us of our victories, our breakthroughs, and God’s faithfulness. And when we pair our willpower with God’s will, something incredible happens: clarity. I call it the cure of clarity.

Mental viruses work hard to make the future seem foggy. They whisper lies like, “Nothing’s working. You’ll keep trying to improve your life, but something will always come along to destroy it. So why even bother?” Don’t buy it. Override the lie.

Use your memory to recall a time when God came through for you—when He delivered a Hail Mary and rescued you from a daunting situation. Or think of a time when you worked hard, reached your goal, and celebrated the outcome. These moments remind us that it’s always God working behind the scenes. He aligns our steps, clears paths where none exist, and shapes our lives according to His divine plan. It’s not our striving that makes things happen—it’s His intervention. Not sometimes. Always.

So, hack the hack, dear reader. Don’t let mental viruses make you forget the blessings you’ve experienced or the beauty of life. Rainy days—and even rainy seasons—happen. But rain isn’t a sign of stagnation; it’s evidence of growth. It means blooming is on the horizon.

Oh, and let’s not forget those mirror affirmations. I did mine last week—missed a couple of days—but nailed it five times, and I felt incredible. Progress, not perfection, right?

Here’s your next step: take a moment today to stroll down memory lane. Recall a time when God showed you favor. Let that memory anchor you and remind you of the truth: no virus stands a chance against His plan.

Until next time,
Maria 🌹

The Shoulder Minion

Celibate in the City

What does it mean to abstain? Are there things we convince ourselves we can avoid, only to find they pull us back in? Is withdrawal just a season, or can it last a lifetime? I asked myself these questions when I decided to consciously withdraw from having sex.

What was once a fun act full of passion, romance, and unexpected natural highs eventually became a source of mental torment. I didn’t want to believe sex was meant for marriage. The thought made me cringe, mostly because I didn’t think it was sustainable. After all, I have a high sex drive. Can you have a happy relationship without going there together? I didn’t think it was possible. Sometimes I still wonder. But I know that’s just my fear talking.

Is there something you want to remove from your life for a season or for good? What brought you to this place?

I’ll never forget two days before Valentine’s Day seven years ago. I had just had “schlintercourse” with a guy I’d been dating for two months. I asked him, “So, do we have any plans for Tuesday?” The glee of promise and smitten wonder was written all over my face. His response brought me back to earth:

“Oh, I totally forgot. I’m sorry. It is Valentine’s Day the day after tomorrow, huh?”

The “huh” at the end gut-punched me. I was supposed to confirm his disregard, detachment, and complete absentmindedness—while simultaneously understanding that I was just another notch on his belt.

The next day, he broke up with me, citing that he wasn’t ready to be a stepdad. My children were 10 and 11 at the time. The first thought in my head was, “That would’ve been great to know before you put on a condom.” I’ve never reached out to him, nor have I heard from him since.

But here’s my point: That day, I fell out of love with what I call “see where it goes” sex.

He wasn’t a bad guy. But you know what else he wasn’t? My husband. So who was he? A man who felt no obligation or responsibility toward me. And even if he did, he could still pack his bags and walk out of my life just the same.

A Lightbulb Moment

Oh. That’s why God said sex is for marriage. It’s not just a clever way to reach some higher moral ground. It’s the consummation of a contract. The agreement says, You take care of me, I’ll take care of you—forever.

And even if you get divorced, the principles of that agreement remain in effect. Ask anyone paying spousal or child support. Sex is one of those life-changing practices you need to get right, or your whole life can feel wrong.

How Did I Conquer It?

I haven’t had sex in a very long time, and I don’t have pretend sex with myself, either. How? I screwed my way to abstinence—pun intended. It took a few more years after that Valentine’s Day disaster to reach ironclad solidarity. But I’m here now, and my arrival is nothing short of a miracle.

Dear reader, you can conquer your flesh. That voice whispering in your ear—the shoulder minion—is nothing more than a spokesman for your past. It tells you how lonely, bored, overweight, or sober you are. It wants you to repeat patterns that don’t serve you because, as long as you do, it has a job.

There are versions of ourselves that must die—thinking loops that must be killed on the battlefield of our minds. But there are no guns or spears in this fight. Just starvation pods. When you starve a thought long enough, it dies.

And here’s the twist: This is the walking dead. Even if you starve it and it dies, picking up those old thinking patterns can resurrect that toxic behavior—worse than before.

How Do You Do This?

Addictive behaviors come with an entire administrative department in your mind, working to keep you down. Why? Because glowing up means discomfort. Every internal memo they send has this at the top: You will be uncomfortable.

But here’s the amazing news: YOU are the President. You rule. You veto. You dismiss. You have complete control over what happens in your mind and the actions you take.

This Is a “We” Journey

I still battle negative, defeating thoughts every single day. Take my hand—virtually. I’m in this with you. We got this. One day at a time, we will override those limiting beliefs.

Will you try an exercise with me this week? Look in the mirror and say:

“I am an overcomer, and I will rise to accomplish my goals today.”

Say it three times in the mirror every day this week.

I can’t wait to report back next Sunday. Until then, peace be with you.

Maria 🌹