All is alright, for now.

Lately, life seems to be a walk on a tight rope. The old feeling that everything is well and is going to be alright, has seldom passed my mind in a long while. Today, as I sit with a hot cup of tea, while it rains outside...a steady drizzle and a darkened sky, on an August afternoon, with soft jazz playing in the background, I say to God, that I feel alright. 

I feel a sense of reassurance, that life is good. I realise, at least for today, I don't have to go down the spiral of the worst case scenarios... That I have no control over what happens and how things will pan out for me and for the world. I know, as I sit calmly on this gloomy but reassuring rainy afternoon, that each step of mine will be guided by God. I feel reassurance and a sense of pleasant carefree languor that a child feels, knowing his parent is nearby, watching over him and making sure no harm befalls. As naive as it may seem, but this Tuesday afternoon I feel that nothing bad will happen and the world itself is alright.