A small paradox
When it comes to matters of the existence of God, I rarely think of the word faith. Instead I think know, or feel, or love; I don't have to provide proofs of Her to myself.
But believing that any action I can take will have an effect upon so great a crisis? That requires a great act of faith, of stretching my hope against despair and confusion and counterevidence.
Lady, I believe; help thou my unbelief.
1 Comments:
I'm a Jewish pagan who came to your blog via velveteenrabbi's link to your equinox post.
I just wanted to say, this post really resonates with me, and touches on some of what I'm working through at this sacred time. Thank you.
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