This level of restlessness. Fear, uncertainty—fear again. The utterances of faith don’t seem to allay the fears. Or maybe they do at first, but the fear always comes back. That sinking feeling, the crappy weight of it. I find myself
This level of restlessness. Fear, uncertainty—fear again. The utterances of faith don’t seem to allay the fears. Or maybe they do at first, but the fear always comes back. That sinking feeling, the crappy weight of it. I find myself