Emotions come in overwhelming waves, good or bad.
When a wave of peace rushes over me, I know that we are making the right choices. That we are going where God wants us to go in life. That He will work out all the details and every single thing will be just fine. No, better than fine!
And then there are times, when the waves of loss, of sorrow, of agony wash over me. I can't breathe. There is a physical pain in my chest and my gut. I wonder if life can really go on. I know we will never make it out of this in one piece.
Those waves can come and go multiple times in a day. The feelings are real. The place they come from are very real and valid. I even think I *must* experience these waves, or there is no going forward at all.
But this I know. My. God. Is. Faithful. He is the Rock I cling to, and I will remember the gentle waves of peace and comfort even when those are not the waves I see this moment.
We will make it through...
