I'm not walking through a particular storm right now. It's been a season of waiting, waiting, waiting for doors to open - and while that waiting just plain stinks sometimes, I'm doing a TON of worshipping in the hallway. :)
I can honestly say there's a point in each and every day that I look back on the past 3 years and say, "Woah, God, woah. Look what you carried me through." How could I not? It's plenty safe to say that He has blessed me
once twice ten times more than I will ever deserve.
I'm just trying to wrap my mind around that infinite love and there is no way it's going to happen. Our Savior loves us far too much. I know it's cheesy, but I've always been a girl who likes a good, happy ending. I'm so grateful that God has given me just that in His perfect, perfect love.
I'm not saying there won't be future storms to face...but I am saying that even in those storms, even through them, even after them, He is GOOD.
God has promised to see us through. He has promised and He will deliver.