I came across this question on social media and it was a very interesting topic. The question was: "What is the best loss that you ever experienced?" Everyone has experienced some type of loss in life and most of the time it is a bad loss. This topic of about a best loss was something different. I had to stop and think of a best loss I experienced. After doing something thinking, two experiences came to mind.
Experience #1: Transferring Schools
When I was in 7th grade (I was 12 years old at the time), the junior high school I was at was looked on to be closed down at the end of the school year and have students sent to another school. I remember how devastated I was. But transferring schools was really a blessing. When I was in junior high, it was a good and bad time in life. Good because I was doing super well academically. Got honor roll, crowned homecoming sweetheart, was pretty much the teachers’ and principal’s favorite student. The bad because I was bullied a lot growing up. By the time I reached junior high it got worse and worse. My friends weren’t really my friend. So transferring schools was a blessing. I finished junior high at another school and graduated from high school there as well as one of the top students in the class. On top of that, I made real friends who have my back and I never got bullied again.
Experience #2: A Forced Retirement
In 2014, was a year of an extreme turning point that I didn't see coming. My family and I were on vacation during spring break. While on vacation, my dad got a cell phone call that changed everything. We had to cut our trip short and head back home. I didn’t find out what was going on till we got back home. My dad has been a pastor for over 40 years and the two churches he was the pastor of was for over 20 years. I find out that a few of the members sent a request to get rid of my dad. In other words, they forced him to retire. I don’t know why they did that and I still don’t know to this day. I remember how much I cried. I was so devastated. After we left during the summer, I fell into a phase where I stopped caring about almost everything. It was bad that I did become a bit of a rebel and I was turning 16 that same year. Plus, rumors was spread that we were going join another church and that my family and I were gonna suffer. In reality, it wasn’t true. We didn’t join a church. I still don’t have a home church to this day. And the churches who got rid of us suffered. Now when, they see us in public they are guilty. They try to be nice and try to be our friends. We don’t fall for it. In my mind, I see it as a blessing. How did I? During the time my dad was pastoring there, some of the members would stress my dad out over too much stuff that was unnecessary. Then, they would want my dad to be at a lot of these different events that were church related and he would barely spend time with my mom, my sister, and I. Plus, there would be some drama in the church. So no we don’t have to deal with it as much.
To be honest, what I went through was a bit of a struggle. The second experience was the worst one. But it took a lot for me to get over it. God has us to go through struggles in life. Those struggles can be a true testimony. Sometimes the bad things that happens to us in life, like a breakup or something, can be God's way of saying He has something better for you.
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