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Quiet.

My spirit is quiet at the present moment, but not out of contentment I'm sorry to say.  Or maybe I'm not sorry to say.  This has been on my mind a lot lately. . .the fact that the reason my soul is quiet (and at unrest) is not in vain.
I know (and you've probably heard time and time again) that everything happens for a reason.  I've been struggling with the question though that when we are going through heartache for which we can clearly blame ourselves, is it still "something happening for a reason" or have we just messed up pretty bad?  
I'm choosing to believe (and reason) that even in the circumstances where I have gotten myself into a big mess, my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ is working the situation out for my good.  Not for my contentment. Not for my happiness.  But for my good.  
I know that even though I get myself into scenarios where I don't even know which way is up, He will be faithful to complete the good work He started in me.  And He is still so very concerned with the state of my heart.
He notices.
He knows.
He cares.
And He loves me. And because of that, I go through hard times but never a time when He isn't with me.

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