Dear God, when faced with surprise, let me react with joy.
You have sent this gift of challenge – it allows me to stretch, to bend, to run. What child does not love to jump and sprint?
And yet I fear upset and change. I plan my days to be filled with quiet routine. I arrange my own drudgery.
Lord, let me sing and laugh as these gifts of chaos pour over me. You have built me to live through these times.
(Letter #1,517)
