Dear God, let me value what others overlook. Draw me to the humility that others ridicule for their advantage. When those around me strive and climb over me, let me cheer them on.
Let the world rush forward while you, Lord, have rooted my feet and set my anchor. The current sweeps by. Here I stand while others progress. Yet, Lord, will come the time when my immobility is needed, when I will be tied to.
Lord, make me joyful in my preparations.
(Letter #1424)
Daily Letters to God 