Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Dear God, what I perceive as suffering is illusion. I awaken to worries and pressures: illusion. I anticipate negative consequences: illusion. I recall past hurts: illusion. In almost every case, I confuse discomfort and disappointment for something far worse.

Lord, let me bask in this realization, for it opens the door to true peace. I am alive and whole, with faith in you and therefore with purpose. All else is ephemera.

Lord, let me see clearly what is real. Use me as an instrument of light today. Let me bring love to the world. Let me help those around me. Blot out my incessant thoughts of self.

Let the seeking and doing of your will for me be my sole pursuit today.

(Letter #958)