Diary: Page Twenty-four

I left my faith in the Light planted in a farmer’s field full of the dying and temporarily dead. I don’t think I can take it back, but these days I am sorely tempted.

Because even when things get better, they get worse. Progress is made in one direction, only to reveal new difficulties in another. The only way we’re going to get through any of them is to believe, firmly and faithfully, that we can.

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