It is hard . . . to be still . . . and quiet . . . and certain that nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing is too difficult for my God . . . and that in the midst of broken hearts and broken dreams, His ways are above my ways . . . and they are far superior . . . even if I don't understand them . . . so . . . I will be still and know that He is God.
Ryan leaves for the army on Tuesday. Pray for me. And for him.