Why should I feel discouraged, Why should the shadows come, Why should my heart be lonely And long for Heav'n and home? When Jesus is my portion, My constant Friend is He; His eye is on the sparrow, And I know He cares for me.
"Someday everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason." Even if someday it doesn't make perfect sense, it happened for a reason.