I can’t abandon my belief in the miraculousness of things. I can’t abandon my childlike trust that GOD does, indeed, sometimes lead by the very mysterious and inexplicable ways that seem almost magical, and that He can make the impossible possible.
And yet – there is this recognition that terrible things happen, and often the reality of things is all there is. You know what I mean: the apparent randomness and tragedy of things, with no miraculous Divine Intervention sweeping in to change the course of events.
It’s a hard thing to come to terms with. It’s enough to shake even a strong person’s faith.
