That’s a quote from an old hymn, “Blessed Assurance”. Once in a while old hymns like this one emerge in my consciousness. My favorite hymn of all time is “For the Beauty of the Earth”. I still remember singing this as a very small child and being moved by the words marveling over the earth and all that is in it.

All the things that have made up my past, my history, is the stuff of my story. Everything. Every bit of it. I’ve gone through some horrible things as well as beautiful. But if it is true that ALL THINGS have been reconciled, as I believe they are, then that includes even the bad bits of my story.

This is what makes my life a song. My own song. All of it, from intro to finale.