Then I thought about the days I lay out in the sun and can't fathom anything more perfect. And I remember the orange/pink glow behind the mountains that reflect off the lake. I remember the bright beams sparkling in the sky at night and the way they fall down from heaven. I picture myself rocking in a hammock in the woods and listening to the songs that fill the trees, the leaves harmonizing with the birds, and the squirrel leaping for joy at the sound. The serving people I meet everyday... And I correct my doubting.
Oh yes. There is a God.