It is well with my soul.

I had a friend pass away about a week and a half ago from a drug overdose. I cannot put into words the way I felt last week, and still today. Trusting that the Lord knows best is difficult during times like this. Trusting that His love is perfect love is not easy. But today, I listened to this song...

"...When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul..."

I am trusting. Trusting that regardless of the way I feel, regardless of the way I see things, regardless of what I "think" I can comprehend... I am finite. He is infinite. I am trusting that His will is THE perfect will. The way He chooses to do things, must be the best way. The depths of my soul know that somehow through this, the truths I knew 2 weeks ago are still truths today. I am being taught to say "it is well" for the mere fact that He is worthy of that.