[After Bill wrecked his father’s truck and the precious new machine it carried, he expected to hear,] “Stupid, punk kid driving too fast, not paying attention, ruined the family by taking away our livelihood.” But that’s not what he said. He looked right at [Bill]. “Oh, Bill, I am so sorry.” And he walked over, put his arms around [Bill], and said, “Son, this is going to be okay.”
God is whispering the same to you. Those are his arms you feel. Trust him. That is his voice you hear. Believe him. Allow the only decision maker in the universe to comfort you. Life at times appears to fall into pieces, seems irreparable. But it’s going to be ok. How can you know? Because God so loved the world.