I can't fight hard enough.

When peace like a river attendeth my way,
when sorrows like sea billows roll,
whatever my lot,
Thou has taught me to say:
"It is well. It is well with my soul."

I'm fighting for this to be true in my heart tonight. I can't explain everything that is coursing within my mind, but it's hard. It's a battle. It's a war, and it's definitely one I can't win by myself.

Praise be to God for fighting harder than I ever could.