How on earth?

     I don't understand. . . . What I think seems best is not what I see right now, and I'm holding out faith that even though what is best is not always what actually happens, it's been hitting over and over, like waves crashing over a drowning woman. I think you'll come through this time, because you're a God who is IMMENSE, and you love to come through. 

     Then again, how can I presume to know what's best for someone, when you're God?! I have no idea what's in your will in a specific scenario unless you've revealed it to me. What I do know is that you will be faithful regardless of the outcome, and that your love will heal, if it's allowed to. 

     Do we really need to keep repeating these same lessons? Is it possible that something was missed before that must be learned now? 

Who told us we’d be rescued 
What has changed and 
Why should we be saved from nightmares 
Were asking why this happens to us 
Who have died to live, it’s unfair 
This is what it means to be held . . . 

This is what it is to be loved and to know 

That the promise was that when everything fell 
We’d be held 
If hope is born of suffering 
If this is only the beginning 
Can we not wait, for one hour 
Watching for our savior 

     I'm watching. We're all watching for you, Abba.