Friday, December 15, 2017

Dear God, I cannot flee you. Wherever I may travel, however far from your path I may send my mind and intentions, you persist in walking right there with me. You protect me when I act in lunacy. You intercede in calamity. You wait patiently as I slowly come back to myself and remember who and what I am – your beloved child.

Lord, let me cease my flight. Let me sit with you as you sit with me. Let me rest in your sunshine, watching the river pass by.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #1080)