...there for a reason...

All my life I've been told that certain things happen, that many things are out of our control, but everything happens for a reason. My grandma has told me forever, "if you're born to be hung, you'll never drown." And I have been comtemplating this feat in the last few weeks; is it true, is every single second of our days planned, set out in a schedule before hand? Do we actually decide our fates at all, or is it all destiny, all set out ready to be put into place? And you know, I haven't a clue, though I can't imagine that God sat down one day and planned out everyone's lives; I can't imagine that He would not let us, his children and beloved ones, make our own mistakes and learn from our own failures, therefore setting our own destinies and letting our futures run according to how we live. I think that we all are responsible for what happens to us, and yet, I still believe that many things happen for a reason, that God puts those things in our paths for us to learn from them. So as I have come to this decision, it reminds me of how quickly our paths come toward us, how all of a sudden life is there for the taking, waiting for us to grasp it and go on. So as we approach the beginnings of a new era of our lives, may we always know that whatever is out in front of us is there for a reason.