Saturday, May 11, 2019

Dear God, I awaken and look out upon the world. Do I see unruly wilderness or inviting forest?

The pathways I walk are for a time familiar and if I keep to a small area I am known. None trouble me. Soon I am in new lands. The sounds change and the shapes of the shadows are novel.

I am frightened in these new places.

Let me see, Lord, how similar the new is to the old. These are the same creatures, only clothed differently. I encounter the same souls and bid the same greetings.

Let me greet new fellows as familiar friends.

(Letter #1,582)