"Do you sometimes cry out, as I have, 'God, don't  You see my tears? Don't You see my broken heart? God, never mind me, but how can You bear to see the agony of my loved one? God, I know that You care. .I just don't  understand why You don't intervene in this situation right now. Why don't You do something? And, God, why did you do that?!'

"Then, to my heart, I seem to hear His still, small voice whispering, Anne, trust Me. I know what's best.' And I'm left to wonder why I think I know better than God what's best for me or my loved one."

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