Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Dear God, let me see clearly today.

A meadow stretches before me: it is not a uniform green carpet. Let me see the edible leaves I seek.

I am assailed: let me hear the lesson being delivered.

Even in ease: let me see the gifts of your hand and thus build gratitude.

Let me be awake to what is truly happening around me.

(Letter #1,523)