All Is Well

All is well
All is well
Angels and men rejoice 


All is not well. I would be lying if I said it was. And to say that "rejoicing" has been absent from my life would be, well, an understatement.

This season has been a season where things have not been well with me, with my heart. This season has had no joy. This season is full of darkness I never thought would surround me.

And although my heart is broken and my very joy robbed from me, I can confidently say "all is well". 

All IS well.

And not because things in my life are actually going well, but because Christ has come, Emanuel, God with us.

Born is now Emmanuel
Born is our Lord and Savior
Sing Alleluia
All is well

All IS well. 

Not because I can point to the "success" of my life. Certainly not because of the commitment of people. And it definitely is not because of my financial or social status. It is only because Christ is my Savior and He is Lord.

All IS well.

Not because my heart feels like all is well. Not because I think all is well. Not because I have money, a nice car, a girlfriend or wife, a family, or any of that. All is well because God sent His son to earth, Jesus, that I might be born again and have eternal life.

All IS well.

Not because I'm healthy. Not because I am talented. Not because I have a job or am famous. All is well because Christ has not abondoned me, nor will He ever.

All IS well.

Because He is King. Because He will use me. He will guide me. He will lead me through this season of great frustration and deep disappointment.

All IS well.

Because God is in control, even when my life is crumbling.

All IS well.

Because at the end of the day, the tears I shed, the anger in my heart, the bitterness that gnaws at my soul, it may be overwhelming to me, but it does not overwhelm Him. He is bigger than it. He is bigger than me.

All IS well.

Because I know even if every day for the rest of my life is lived in this very season, He is still worthy and He still has saved my soul.

All IS well.

Because I have salvation not in myself, not in my goodness or my works, but solely in Jesus. 


It doesn't make this season less difficult. It doesn't take away the sting of failed dreams. It certainly doesn't erase the memories. But it does help me remember that my hope is not lost, even when everything else is.

So tonight I say...

All is well.