Wow...so many aspects of it.
In my life it is the ever present knowledge (often reinforced by a glimpse of my crucifixes), that God incomprehensibly loves me so much that His Son suffered all that to make it possible for me to be His again.
It is the constant knowledge that no matter what comes my way, good or bad, He will not abandon me and His mercy and compassion is (to quote St. Faustina), "unfathomable".
My happiness may come and go, but my joy in Him...is something that, like His love for me, is beyond my comprehension, and yet, in all things...it remains.
