It is well.

I am so happy with my life.

I know it sounds like such a simple thing to say, but none of us say that too often, now isn't that right?

I'm not exactly sure why, but I feel so overwhelmed at the fact that I am contented.

I had a nice,quiet conversation with My Lord last night:

"Wow God, I'm so surprised everything is coming together so well! I was so worried things might not come around so well, but has fallen into place!"
"Why would you worry that I wouldn't make things work out? When do I not take care of the things I have my hands on?"

I must say it felt a bit like being scolded, but also a bit like being hugged tighter. Because He loves us, oh how He loves us.

He is the same, yesterday, today, and forever. No matter if our circumstances were different from yesterdays and if tomorrow nothing will ever be the same as it has been today and before-- He will remain. He holds it all, because He remains.

When peace like a river attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say: It is well, It is well with my soul.