Beautifully stated, dear. That captures the reality of faith. It is a twisted, gnarled path. Sometimes you round the corner and see the mountain top, then it slips behind the trees again. I love how you can put feelings into words. I'm so bad at that. I'll get practicing, though, now that my connection is back up. BTW - I like reading your journal because then I know what's going on at home. You talk about very different things over the phone.