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)
