Once again, I find myself understanding anew the sentiments in the hymn "It is Well with My Soul." Trials have come and sorrows like sea billows have rolled. Through it all, peace like a river has comforted my soul, and God has taught me to say "It is well" even through the darkest of days.
Clinging to the arms of my Savior, I have learned that Jesus does indeed offer balm for the wounded heart and that His all-encompassing love brings healing when we need it most.
On Sunday, I heard a sermon that cut straight to my heart. In it we were told repeatedly that "the storm will pass and be over." No matter the storm in my life or yours, it will pass. It will end. In the end comes the calm. In the end comes joy.
Our sorrows and trials probably will last for more than one night, but look forward to the joy that comes when the storm has passed and with the dawning of a new day.
