It's all making sense.

That's what I say when I (start to) see things clearly and with greater perspective. All of it - the good, the bad, the ugly - is to some greater end. And I may come to understand that end completely, somewhat, or may never understand it to my satisfaction. The "sense" in it all lies in both the humble acceptance of what was, what is, and what will be and in the quiet trust and surrender to God.

So, it's all making sense.