Good Things Are Supposed to Happen to Me

There’s a strange hesitation that can rise up when life blesses us. You’d think joy would come naturally, but sometimes joy feels complicated. A door opens, a prayer is answered, something beautiful finally lands in your lap—and instead of celebrating, you find yourself shrinking.

I know that hesitation well. I’ve worried that if I got too happy about a blessing, it might be taken away. I’ve told myself not to get “too comfortable,” as if blessings have expiration dates. And I’ve mistaken humility for hiding, thinking that being quiet about my joy made me more worthy to keep it.

But here’s what I know now: good things are supposed to happen to me.

Many of us were raised to be cautious about happiness. Maybe we heard phrases like “don’t get too big-headed” or “don’t jinx it.” Maybe scarcity was so normal in our families that abundance feels like an intruder. Over time, we internalize the idea that blessings must be rationed, that joy must be tempered, that if life is too good, the other shoe will drop.

But this way of thinking doesn’t honor God. It doesn’t honor the truth that we were created for more than struggle. Yes, life comes with challenges, but life is also meant to carry light, sweetness, ease, and grace.

I used to confuse humility with silence. I thought keeping my head down, muting my joy, and not sharing my wins made me more “spiritual.” But humility isn’t shrinking—it’s gratitude. It’s the ability to say, “Look what God has done in my life,” without arrogance or apology.

True humility doesn’t make us less; it reminds us of the Source. When I celebrate, I’m not bragging—I’m bearing witness. I’m saying out loud that God keeps promises, that abundance is real, and that I trust the goodness I’ve been given.

The deeper truth is this: we deserve to experience good things. Not because we’re perfect or flawless, but because God delights in blessing us. The promise is not that life will be easy, but that joy, love, peace, and abundance are woven into the fabric of our existence.

When I resist receiving, I’m actually resisting the flow of what God has already said was mine. When I welcome blessings, I’m walking in alignment with divine truth.

So these days, when something good comes my way, I’m learning to breathe into it. I’m practicing full celebration, without guilt or fear. I’m allowing myself to rest in the truth that goodness isn’t fragile—it’s promised.

If this resonates with you, here’s the reminder I want you to carry:

• You don’t have to apologize for joy.

• You don’t have to dim your light to appear humble.

• You don’t have to fear the blessing being taken away.

Good things are supposed to happen to you. It’s not an accident. It’s not luck. It’s the evidence of God’s love, and it’s yours to keep.