Falling….Into Place?

Girls Camp.
For members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, those two words may bring forth images of giddy, sleepless teenage girls hiking, swimming, singing, crying, laughing and learning more about themselves and gospel of Jesus Christ. Those annual few days on a mountain are relived all year long.
And this year, I witnessed part of it.
One evening, our Bishop was leading a discussion with a group of six young women. They were processing a "Faith Walk" where each blindfolded girl was led over rough terrain by an adult. Their hands were then put on a rope that they could independently follow through the woods, even blind folded, as long as they held onto the rope.
"So why did you trust that adult?" Bishop asked the group.
"Well, she could see the path when I couldn’t."
"And she spoke quietly and calmly to me, so I was less scared."
The discussion went on from there, but my derailed thoughts wandered back through a month’s worth of hard things. On every level, in every location, major events and decisions were being made by my husband and I---the clinic, the farm, the construction project, a church calling, the children. So much going on! 
At one point, one of us commented, "It’s like everything is trying to fall apart at the same time!"
On that mountain, being taught by those young women, I suddenly understood that even though my husband and I couldn’t see where all this was leading, we were holding on to One who could see the path very clearly. Through it all, we had felt peace and a calm assurance to keep moving forward. 
How grateful I am that we don’t have to blindly try to maneuver through life alone! 
"For now, we see through a glass, darkly" and only "know in part"(1 Cor. 13:12). 
But perhaps, with time, it may become apparent that things were never really falling apart.
Perhaps they were really falling....into place.