Monday, September 4, 2017

Dear God, I feel myself alive. I feel my body in this world. My breath, constant back ground noise. Air on my skin. The pressure of a cushion on my lower back.

These are the things that make up this present moment. Lord, let me experience your presence with the same immediacy. Let me sense your underlying hand with the same assurance that I bring to my physical sensations.

You have constructed this present moment and you will have done so in the next as well. It is left to me to accept this.

You disclose yourself to me every day, yet I too rarely look to see. Let me open my eyes to you, let me see you infusing every moment.

(Letter 978)