Monday, October 22, 2018

Dear God, I look at the world as in a fun house mirror, with small things magnified and large things diminished. My perspective is all off. I see the most trivial things as consequential. The source of my wrong thinking is my love of self. I look out at everything through this distorting lens.

Lord, let me see rightly. Let me see the truth about what is large and what is small.

Grant me willingness to accept what I see when the blinders are removed. Thy will be done.

(Letter #1381)