Jan. 9
If to myself..."God sometimes interferes"--
I said, my faith at once would be struck blind.
I see Him all in all, the lifting mind,
Or nowhere in the vacant miles and years.
A love He is that watches and that hears,
Or but a mist fumed up from minds of men,
Whose fears and hope reach out beyond their kin.
From Diary of an Old Soul by George MacDonald
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