It is good.

In these last days, it is good to know that people like Brooke and Chelsea exist--women thoroughly in love with God in a way that makes me holy jealous, that pulls me inward and onward--good to drink their faith through their words, to sense peace settling down through the reminders that I am not alone (reminders that I need, huddling Elijah-like in the desert watching dust devils).

It is good to hear you speak of Him, to share your delight in Him and your struggles with Him, Brooke and Chelsea and all of you who speak in this way, as though all of life should be consecrated (it should) and the hugest problems were dwarfed by His surpassing greatness (they are). 

Rest peacefully, heart, in every circumstance. Strengthen your song with every iteration. You are by no stretch of the imagination really truly alone.