IT IS WELL!

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IT IS WELL! 


I'm thankful for the many sighs of relief

They soothe the heart and calm the nerves 

Remember the times when you didn't even realise that you weren't breathing

Because you were frozen at the thought and sight of a loss or pain

And all of a sudden,like a break from a spell, there was a breakthrough

And you heaved... A sigh of relief that shook your entirety


I'm afraid of the sighs of sorrow and sadness, bitterness, loss and grief

The breath seizes and struggles to be released. 

The gasp for air even if it's for a little while is a struggle 

The sigh deepens with every struggle, every line of memories 

Both sad and happy


"When peace like a river comes my way

And sorrow like sea billows roll

Whatever be the case, You have taught me to say, It is well with my soul"


But I'm sorry that I've only passed the course titled Peace. It's an easy one to deal with but you see this other one, you taught me but I didn't learn it.

It's a hard lesson to comprehend this particular course titled sorrow. 


It's hard to take in the knowledge that a loved one is gone and life has to move on. 

It's so hard to comprehend that this course requires my patience and continued trust in You despite the pain in my soul. 

But because I must progress I choose to trust you


I trust you enough to know that it is well with my soul as long as you are with me. 


It is well! You will heal! 


With love,

Joy


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