Somewhere in the Grey

The answers are sometimes hard to find. Why me? Why her? Why him? Why us? Why now? Why this?

Why?

We crane our heads around corners, peer long and hard down the corridors of life, looking, searching, waiting.

There is comfort in not knowing. There is peace to be found. I don’t know the answers.

But I know the One who does. And He has promised that all shall be well.

The answers are sometimes hard to find. But isn’t that the way mercy works sometimes? Not seeing the black and white but knowing the answer is somewhere in between?