He knows what He's doing.

There is always another layer of faith one has to penetrate. There's
always something we are faced to accept with faith. Blindly. I thought
it was considered faith to believe in God at all. It is, indeed,
difficult, to accept the existence of an invisible all-powerful being
who you might think who's presence you've "never" felt. I would
understand why penetrating that layer of faith would be difficult.
Then there's accepting other concepts. Pre-destined personal purpose,
for example. Why does God have a plan for us, yet claim to give us
free will? The "why" of the "why". These are issues I can roll around
in my head forever. It can make me go mad, and I could just dwell on
it and forget about the real reason I have a brain at all.
The last and final point of faith, although I'm sure the mysteries of
God lie richer and deeper, is accepting why bad things happen to good
people. Why is pain assigned so seemingly randomly? Is it all part of
a larger plan? Why do so many people get cancer? Is it always intended
to bring his/her family members closer to God?
Why does anyone deserve any kind of grief and pain? I'm referring to
the grand amounts of pain that can break a person, a family, a
generation.
Our nation's economy, the current epidemic often overlooked, that
which there has been a "war" against for a few decades. The "war" on
illegal drugs.
It seems like being able to accept God's plan as perfect and
justifiable by his intentions is the hardest layer to penetrate in my
thick skull.
God has seeped through and has, either by osmosis or absorption,
changed my life, changed the way I think, and changed the way I see
everything. I am not saying that His plan is not perfect, I'm just
saying that it's on of the few aspects in life that I have to verbally
remind myself with. He knows what he's doing. He knows what He's
doing. He knows what He's doing.