I'm writing to sift through goodbyes...

The day will always take care of itself despite the things we say and do.  The sun will set.  The moon will rise and take shape in the darkness as the stars accompany.  Then the dawn will interrupt it all over again.  The day will always take care of itself.  The dawn will always bring grace.  It is new every morning.

Let the day take care of itself and meanwhile bathe in the plan set before you.  He is sovereign over me, my friend.  My friend, He is sovereign over you.  He will take me to distant nations and He will do the same with you... He is sovereign.  We will meet on occasion in one land or another, to the west of certain borders... He is sovereign.  My life is not my own.  Your life is not your own.  He will do with us what He wishes like water on the course of it's stream... He is sovereign.  I will be there and you will be in a different there for a time, maybe longer... He is sovereign.  In hopes you will leave your different there to visit where and when I'll be there... He is sovereign.  May your cup overflow with water from the infinite oceans and your life be preserved from the salt inside... He is sovereign.  I love you from such depths that only few people know... He is sovereign.

The day will always take care of itself... He is sovereign.