Tuesday, August 12, 2018

Dear God, what rules me? Where do I spend my time and attention? After what do I chase? For what do I long?

The answers are disappointing. I am ruled by so many selfish thoughts and feelings. I am ruled, in the end, by the acclaim of others – pursuing praise above all else.

Lord, grant me steadfastness.

The satisfactions of the outside world are false, and disappear like mist. I get the praise I seek and it is gone within moments. It leaves behind nothing.

Let me learn what is durable, Lord. Let me become closer to you, work harder for you, become more fearless for you. Let me discover the satisfaction of knowing I did my best to be your servant.

(Letter #1312)