I am in a cave, and yet will the sun rise. I do not see it, but it warms the land.
When I emerge, there will have been growth.
Do I need proof to know the sun shines?
Must my prayers be answered for me to believe?
I do not need to see the gears move to know a clock is working.
I hide from the storm for now. Let me trust that grace will come, providence will come, peace will come.
You will come.
(Letter #2,952)
Daily Letters to God 
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