Dear God, sometimes I feel my body imprisons my spirit. I do not like how I look, or the state of my health. Some physical problem troubles me. I focus on these things to the exclusion of soul. I allow the physical to stand in the way of spiritual progress.
At times of weakness I see the world around me is that which is real, while the spiritual realm is imaginary. But I know the reverse is true. The spiritual is real. The physical is illusion.
Some days it is such a difficult matter to remember this is so. I act as if I am my body, and reality is the things that happened to it. I am, at such times, only pretending to have faith.
Lord, let me not be so selfish. Let me live my life today devoted to aiding others, in denial of my own physical or emotional comfort. Let me sustain myself spiritually first, physically last.
Even my terminology is a selfish denial of you: “my” self. “My” life. All is yours – let me know that this is so.
God, I am so certain of myself. Remove this pride and arrogance today. Let me do your will today, regardless of comfort. Let me attack even your hardest tasks with joy.
(Letter #824)
Daily Letters to God 
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