The River

I went to the riverwalk today and sat for a while. In thinking and praying, I asked God for something...anything... to help me let go. And then looking out at the river, I was able to rest and have faith once again that this is really for the best. The river was beautiful and enchanting, as it always is, but I could only see its surface. There's always so much more beneath any surface of water, or behind any story or circumstance. But God sees the whole thing...knows the depth of all things... and somehow, beyond even what I can believe, is sovereign over it all.