Letter 4350

The gate was left open, and my dog escaped. I ran after him, calling.

The more I ran, the farther behind I became. Eventually I stopped and waited. There was nothing else to be done.

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My dog returned. He was not running away, but playing.

Lord, let me stand still for what I seek.

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Consider:

Can I stand still?

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Reading:

❖ “Stillness is where creativity and solutions to problems are found.” — Eckhart Tolle

❖ “Sometimes you must lose your way to discover the path.” — Thich Nhat Hanh

❖ “Be still, and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10 (KJV)

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~B.R.

Letter 4349

Sorrow over loss.

Worry over what may happen.

Yet still, the sun rises on the field and I go forth.

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The mainspring of the world keeps turning, and there go I, into the day with my pack.

Thank you, Lord, for occupied hands and directed feet.

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Consider:

Can I continue to walk forth, regardless of how I feel?

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Reading:

❖ “Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too was a gift.” — Mary Oliver

❖ “The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” — Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī

❖ “They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.” — Psalm 126:5 (KJV)

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~B.R.

Letter 4348

I was waiting for a view of my next step, yet the shed needs repair now.

I stood looking into the distance. The hills did not hand me a hammer.

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Must I see the whole path before I walk?

Let me get to work, Lord.

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Consider:

Can I act without overthinking?

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Reading:

❖ “The best way out is always through.” — Robert Frost

❖ “Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.” — Arthur Ashe

❖ “Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might.” — Ecclesiastes 9:10 (KJV)

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Letter 4347

You have plucked me up and set me down in a place of beauty.

Look at the way this room fits together. Wood worn smooth. Polished stone.

I misjudge the world. I look for a hammer, certain there are nails waiting somewhere.

Then which is better, the flower or the table? The polished mantle or the oak stair rail?

What use is beauty, I cry, if my hand holds no tool?

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The day waits as a gift. No repairs today.

Let me sit here with you, Lord, empty-handed and surrounded by light.

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Consider:

Can I accept your gifts of beauty?

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Reading:

❖ “Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.” — Kahlil Gibran

❖ “The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W. B. Yeats

❖ “He hath made every thing beautiful in his time.” — Ecclesiastes 3:11 (KJV)

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