Things have a way of working out. They always do and always have, so I'm not sure why I tend to freak out over possibilities. I get caught up in fear and the projection of failure and hardship, but life is only hard when I make it that way by resisting it. Truthfully, one moment at a time one day at a time, I am the recipient of endless unexpected blessings, even if they may not seem that way at first. Hindsight is twenty-twenty. And if I'm honest, I can see that I have always ended up being blessed in the end.
Even in the face of challenges, I stay the course and keep my faith. I trust in the ultimate goodness of my life.
