A favourite all-time song of mine is 'It is well with my soul' by Horacio Spafford. The words are all the more remarkable given the story behind it. After already losing his son, Spafford lost his four daughters on a ship that sunk in 1873 on its way to Europe. On the journey to join his wife (who survived) he passed the point where the ship earlier carrying his family had sunk. There he began penning this song. I've thought about the song a lot this year, bringing solace and hope during some tough (relatively minor!) moments. So here is my own rickety version…