There is great satisfaction in knowing 
my trust in God 
within the dissatisfaction of the course of my life 
rains torrents of joy in the depths of hell – 
my faith, 
even when nearly non-existent 
grows the brightest of daisies 
in the darkest corners of Satan’s graveyard. 
The most dreadful of devils,
the most horridly persuasive doubts
stands no chance against that.