Some friends of mine are struggling right now.  Many friends.  Many problems.  Heath.  Stress.  Worry.  The death of a beloved parent.

It seems as though the burden of what is going on in their lives is too much.  I wrote about this yesterday.  I had to have a little crying time while I was praying for and thinking of my friends.   I couldn't help it.

None of us will ever have a pain-free life.  Poets have written about the pain, novels have been based on it.  But that life is purely make-believe.  Those of us who seek that life will be thoroughly disappointed.  Disillusioned.

But then I am reminded of His great love.  His captivating, rich, full, powerful love and it's for me.  And my friends.

A love that brings hope.  Peace.  Comfort.

An overwhelming love that He is in control.  He has never lost sight of my friends or me.  Not even for a moment. 

My way of planning life is not His way.  I know that.

When I look back on my life and see His fingerprints on it, I know that His way always works best.   He heals the wounded spirit.  He comforts the saddened.  He inspires the longing heart. 

His love overwhelms.  Even through the times we feel the most alone.