I see their faces everywhere. I hear their laughter. I dream about them. Their smiles, their faces, their hugs, their kisses, their tiny hands in mine. I miss it all. So much. I try not to talk about how much I miss them because I feel like people will think I’ve gone crazy. Why do I miss them so much?
I've read this verse so many times, but today I’m comforted by the fact that even when I have no idea where my life is headed, He knows. God never promises that we will understand His will for our lives. That we will understand why He has us where He does right now. He does however promise to guard our anxious hearts and minds with a peace that transcends all understanding (Phil. 4:7). A peace that is somehow more comforting than actually knowing.