Do I dangle from a limb, arms tense and worried over the fall?
Am I supported from below, the ground pressing up equal to my weight, able to relax at ease?
How do I discern the one from the other, Lord, when in neither case am I in motion?
Let me trust in the sturdy ground, Lord. Even if I let go, you are there for me.
(Letter #3,196)
Daily Letters to God 