The Happiest People Aren’t Lucky—They’ve Found God

I envy these people.

I want their faith.

I want their strength.

I want their solid feet when their world is falling apart.

I want their forgiveness when their heart is breaking.

I want their pace in moving on when something isn’t meant to be.

I want their ease in letting go of what they can’t control.

I want their peace of mind—knowing that God is enough, knowing that God is writing their story, knowing that God has better things planned for them...