Thursday, October 25, 2018

Dear God, I feel restriction and worry when it comes to what the future holds. Lord, let me look directly at my fear. What if the worst comes to pass? What, then, would be the effect?

Shining such a light clears away the mist. Lord, you support me. Even when fear tells me I have nothing, you provide everything. Let me see through these worried illusions into the truth of things.

Let me feel these crashing waves washing me while I cling to your rock. The water is bracing – let it awaken me.

(Letter #1384)