Friday, January 11, 2019

Dear God, faced with the trials of the day, let me limit myself to the simple task of seeking your will in each circumstance.

I do not need to know the ultimate destination of the path upon which you have placed my feet. The immediate next step, here in this moment, is always clear. I dither only because I hope it may ultimately turn one way, or I fear it may turn another. Yet if I narrow my concerns to now, the burden of deciding is lifted. Now contains no decisions, only the easy response of the servant: yes, I will.

Dear Lord, let me say yes, even amidst the unmoored fear that washes over me. Let me better rely on you, let me be more watchful for your signs, let me be grateful for how you are already, unseen, answering my prayers and protecting me.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #1462)