When we suffer, some look to You as cause, as if You
send earthquakes or illness, as if you personally mete
out portions of pain. My Beloved, I know You to be the
Love present in every storm, the Energy antidote in
every illness, the Comfort in every crisis. Violence in
nature or cells of the body is not Your will, simply the
situation. Though it just is what it is, You are More.

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