All things.

And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. Rom. 8:28 I repeat it and I believe it, with all my heart and mind and soul. God causes all things to work together for good. But it's so hard sometimes, the hardest thing of all. I remember crying in the lobby, in Michan's spare socks, crying and crying and unable to wrap my mind around it. All things. All things. Where was the good then? Will I ever know? And it comes back to me now, now in an hour as dark as any, on the same eve where I claim triumph. Where is the good? What great work can possibly be woven of this? God of grace and God of glory; comforter, shepherd, guide and guardian; redeemer of all things for Your good; for Your purpose: Shelter and guide her, comfort her and protect her. And please, in this time of all times, give at least a little glimpse of what possible purpose this end can achieve. It's so hard to believe, so hard to understand. It's dark; and I can hardly see, let alone offer any guidance. It's up to You.