It’s not always easy to feel ok when staring at the faces in the sky. Surrender is necessary in order to find comfort, and only then will true comfort be felt, but that which deems comfort is completely without control. To have no control may or may not be of some comfort, it all depends on whose face we see, but nobody could say they knew who it would be. Entertain the faith then, or not, depending on how much control would then be felt, even if this yields no comfort, but why then even try if it does, in fact, not matter? The control we now give is one of the imagination, as there is no longer any detail left from which to fly, the colors will be seen when you at least try.