Some Day

Just so you know, someday this'll all make sense. I know it feels like a mess of a crazy quilt right now, but it will. And all those disparate pieces of fabric that were haphazardly stitched together will become something beautiful. Something to be amazed at. Something of true all out wonder because of how it all came together when it seemed foolish to think it ever would. But it will. And when it does you'll realize that nothing happens by shear accident. It's made from all the colorful pieces of life and love and joy and sorrow and the people, places, and things that come our way. Everything that happens has purpose and meaning. It's just that sometimes you can't see it when you're in the middle of trying to put it all together.