How are we to walk in faith, O my God, when there is so much suffering of mind and soul? O, I of little faith. Come up to the Mountain of the Lord, O my soul. Show me your face, O my God! I quake in the smallness of my being, and the aching of my soul oppresses me. Rise up, O my Heart. Be not cast down. (Page 96, Anna, Grandmother of Jesus by Claire Heartsong) โค๏ธโค๏ธ๐น๐น