It.
My past. My mistakes. My successes. My journey.
My current. My everyday. The mundane, the energetic, the confusion.
My future. What is to come. What is yet to be. What is just around the corner.
The aches of growing.
The tension in waiting.
The endurance of changing.
The fear of sitting apart.
The vulnerability of friendships.
The gritty of learning.
The joy of expectancy.
The relief of rest.
It all.
It is well with my soul.
Because it is from Your own wisdom.
From Your own strength.
From Your own hands.
From Your own promises.
From Your own faithfulness.
From Your own steadfast love.
One opportunity after another.
One chance given again and again.
To be taken by me.
To be chosen by me.
To be acted on by me.
To serve in You.
To sit with You.
To choose You.
To lean into You.
To turn to You.
To grow in You.
To run to You.
All promised by You.
All to be fulfilled by You.
It is well with my soul, because of You.
*Psalm 84, 63, 27, 46*
