In the middle of trying to figure it out… I don’t have any really profound answers. I just have this gut notion…that even on the worst of days… when my faith is frail… I trust that HIS isn’t… and that He is in the middle of changing things… for my good.
As my son was allowed to taste freedom, he showed me that choosing joy is always possible. He may not have danced in the rain, but he swam in it and splashed in it and laughed in it. I hope I will always remember that.