My Psychiatrist

I just got back from the psychiatrist's, where I was telling all the good things and insights and stuff from the weekend. I talked and talked and talked--mostly about God--and her questions were cool. For instance we were talking about faith and doubt and she wanted to know what I do when doubts start to come. I was telling her that God won't let me be tempted beyond what I am able and she said, "He must trust you a lot then." Never thought of it like that. It's so cool. She listens to what I say, never argues with me or tries to correct me. She asks questions but accepts what I say at face value. Sometimes I wonder if God sent me to her with depression simply so I could witness to her. Now that would be worth all my depression if she became a believer because of the things I've shared.