Friday, December 14, 2018

Dear God, let me eagerly run toward the dullest tasks. If I am to be your servant then I must serve. Let me polish the woodwork in your mansions, clean the floors, tidy the rooms, repair the fences.

When the day I face fills with such vexing work, when instead I wish for glory and standing – let me remember the dignity of the servant.

Lord, as you come to me in worldly form, let me approach this day and the people within it as a servant. Your servant.

I serve you.

(Letter #1434)