Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Dear God, you have lit up my heart, O Lord. A candle inside me. How can I become a beacon for others?

Let me draw others near to me without the agonizing pride that so often dogs me.

This candle, set upon a mountain top, will be blown out. Set upon a pedestal, will be kicked over and destroy our home.

Lord, let me glow, not burn.

(Letter #1411)