Do you have enough faith to let the land lie fallow when the dry wind blows?

Do you have enough faith to believe the green sprouts will peek through when the rain comes?

Oh ye of little faith!, he said with exasperation.

Of course I lack faith.

I am human.

I fall to my knees & beg...

please, please, please,

take this away.

Until, I remember...

hard things take time to cleanse,

but they do. 

Rough waters take time to still,

but they do.

Be patient, little one,

& remember you are loved,

you are loved,

you are loved.