Dear God, I awaken today asking what you would have me do. What is your will for me? But I know: it is to share your love with all.
You deliver to me such ease and power! I am to pass this on, such that those around me feel the same joy. The joy of being at ease. The joy of knowing we have all the power we may need to act.
Yet, Lord, my selfish, small self yearns for recognition. Can it be that your will for me is nothing more involved than being kind to all? Don’t you have greater things in store? My secret self wants glory and attention.
Let me, my dear sweet Lord, see your path for me as exalted. To do your will, even in seemingly small and everyday things, is the highest calling I could imagine.
Let me be willing to seek humility. I will come into contact with other people today. I can work to improve their lives, to ease their spirits. You call me to do this. Let me devote myself to this wholeheartedly, intensely even. Like a woodworker, making small and beautiful crafts of immense use. Chairs, tables, boxes. I do not need to fashion a glorious building or carve a magnificent statue – indeed, these things may find less use and be less helpful than perfectly-wrought, everyday objects.
Let me be the devoted craftsman, fashioning gift after gift for my fellows, each filled with love and attention. Let me see the constant, repeated delivery of your ease and power as each in itself a great deed.
Lord, let me be grateful! You grant me the luxury of your grace. I need only look at these gifts from you to feel your joy.
Let me pass it on.
(Letter #855)
Daily Letters to God 