Conflict within.

Where shall I be strict, and where show mercy?

Where shall I seek equality, and where express initiative?

Where shall I run free, and where rein in?

Lord, lead me around pitfalls and bring me through the wastelands today. I set out on a journey for which I am ill prepared.

Be my guide, dear Lord.

(Letter #2,084)

You have blessed me with a sturdy back, strong legs, square shoulders.

What can I carry for my brothers and sisters? They are blind to you and do not see their own gifts.

Let me be a river through dry land, Lord.

(Letter #2,083)

Safe at home, here in the present. Yesterday was filled with trial, tomorrow promises apprehension.

They are illusions. Only today is real. It is here where I reside with you.

Let me breathe in the scent of dawn, Lord, and stride through Now.

(Letter #2,082)

My thoughts, do they conform to my words?

My words, do they match my acts?

My deeds, do they match my intents?

My intentions, do they match my thoughts?

Lord, let me be whole.

(Letter #2,081)

You are the one who hides tomorrow from me, the same one who brings today’s bright sunshine.

What you conceal is equally a gift as the heaps of treasure I see all around. Each day there is a new band in the path, past which I cannot see.

Will tomorrow bring collapse or rescue? My ignorance is your greatest grace.

I have food, water, and shelter, Lord, a repeated miracle.

Let me live this day in this day.

(Letter #2,080)

The world is not the world, let me slip free my bonds. I was the one who set my own chains. Self-regard leaves me a circle eating itself.

O Lord, let me fully awaken!

This day dawns and I am one flower among many, turning to the sun. Brothers and sisters crowd and jostle. Am I alone or are we a field?

The edges of the world glow. What is coming, Lord, what will you show me today?

Let me be a greeting.

(Letter #2,079)

Choice after choice after choice presented to me throughout the day. Do I see them rightly?

I encounter forks in the road and wonder if I ought go one way or another.

But in truth, there is only one decision, offered over and over: Am I pursuing your will, Lord, or my own ends?

Let me choose you, dear God.

(Letter #2,078)

Thinking ahead with worry over when I will be asked to speak, I pray for words.

Fearing tomorrow’s calamity, I pray for knowledge of what to do.

They will come when they are needed.

Today I live in ignorance of tomorrow. Grant me more faith, Lord, that I may trust what has been my experience: you will deliver supply when it is needed.

Let me live in acceptance today.

(Letter #2,077)

Do I know my will? I so often surprise myself.

Lord, let me walk with purpose and method. You have laid out the path, I have but to place my feet. Let there be no rebellion in me.

Let me seek your will today.

(Letter #2,076)

I am weak; strengthen me, Lord.

I am empty; fill me, Lord.

I am panicked; soothe me, Lord.

I am wrathful; take away my self-pity and judgment, Lord, that I may live love.

Let me be your agent in this world today.

(Letter #2,075)