white light

Finally, there is clarity, and I can breathe more easily. The sun is coming out from behind the clouds, shedding light on the situation. God whispers, and I am able to hear him louder and louder, guiding me far better than I have guided myself lately. That He can do so should not be surprising, and yet I seem to forget it too often. And even though the truth of the matter is not necessarily what I want it to be, it is the truth, and therefore, it is good. I am beginning to feel as if things have worked out for the best, and so I am feeling better.