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)
