All Is Always Well
The last text that my husband sent me before he moved from earth to eternity was “All Is Always Well.” Little did I know that a family event I journaled the day before I received his text would so perfectly demonstrate the meaning of “All Is Always Well.” Here is what I wrote in my journal on December 9, 2014:
“Our family of 6 was on our way to Disney World, but now our plane was delayed for almost 2 hours. We had anticipated a close connection between legs of our flight, perhaps even having to run to catch the connecting plane. But that was OK because we were headed to Disney World, and we had big plans there once we arrived! But now we were sitting in the airport, waiting on our plane to arrive that was behind its schedule because of a previous delayed takeoff.
“In the grownup mind that meant entertaining young children in an airport, cancelling a special dinner that evening at a beautiful Disney restaurant, arriving at the hotel well past bedtime which would likely make an early morning wakeup more difficult, anticipating tired kids = cranky kids, and so on….
“As we made our way to satisfy our stomachs with airport food and discussed the delay amongst ourselves, our 7 year old grandson piped up with unbridled enthusiasm, “At least we have time to eat!” As I paused to observe him, I noted that he was beaming in the thrill of the moment. No change of plans could dim his anticipation for life’s adventures! An airport meal was great with him. After all, our family was together, and Disney World could wait.”
Hmmm…. What a difference it might mean in my life if I always could embrace that “All is Always Well.” No excuses, no exceptions, and no explaining it away. In all things and all circumstances, “All is Always Well.” I just might try applying that philosophy of faith to my everyday life. Perhaps my 7 year old grandson innately knows what brings true happiness!