Who will remove this mountain from my path? Who will stop the rains that batter?
I face so much with so little. I am insufficient, yea, all my neighbors together could not win the day.
And yet your hand brings rainbows. You crumble the mountain into the sea.
If you will stop the rains, then surely you will rescue me, your child. Grant me yet more faith, Lord.
(Letter #2,943)
Daily Letters to God 