Dear God, the happenings of the world vex or elate me, yet in truth they are inconsequential. Whether I go here or there, do this or that, meet him or her – all ephemeral.
What endures? No matter my circumstance, I still carry with me the task you have set, O Lord: to live rightly and spread your love. The conditions under which I do this are no more important than which color garment I will wear.
Lord, let me see into the truth of things.