All this, Lord, for my benefit?
This winding path, this confusion of voices?
After the storm passes, and I have been blown to shore, let me then give thanks for the maelstrom.
Can I thank you, even now?
(Letter #3,939)
All this, Lord, for my benefit?
This winding path, this confusion of voices?
After the storm passes, and I have been blown to shore, let me then give thanks for the maelstrom.
Can I thank you, even now?
(Letter #3,939)