This weekend a lot of plans were changed. We were going to go camping on a big ship with my Cub Scout pack, but we found out my Paw Paw is very sick. My parents say this is just another way to remind us that life cannot always be planned. Sometimes God has a different plan and you may not know why things are going the way they are. We will stay in town in case my grandmother needs us to be around.
I think that God has a big plan and he knows what is going to happen, but we do not. We make plans and we hope that we can have a great life. Sometimes things change, sometimes things end up BETTER than we thought. Sometimes things happen and it makes me sad. Like when my dog Bernie died. I didn't understand why he had to pass away, but God understands. Maybe God really liked Bernie and wanted him to come and play with him in Heaven. My mom and dad decided last year that I should go to school at home. This was not in the plan, but God must have known it was time to change the plan, because we are in a great school at home and I am learning things I could not learn at school. Maybe he has a plan for my Paw Paw. I am sure he does. I don't understand why people get sick or die. I do know that if people never died, the whole world would be crowded, and there wouldn't be enough food or water for everyone. I guess people go to Heaven to rest and make room for new born people on earth.
