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)

Dear God, worry has me moving in frantic ways. My mind darts from obligation to obligation like an animal.

Slow my thoughts. Steady my breath. Let my pace become filled with ease.

My knuckles are white. Loosen my grip on the day, sweet Lord.

(Letter #1,581)

Dear God, pride fills me, it grows within me, it directs my desires and thoughts. Each moment I search for a thunderbolt that will bring with it applause and recognition.

Lord, let me doubt myself. Let me taste worry and woe. Let me appreciate failure. Let these things root me into this moment, crowding out heady dreams of what may come tomorrow.

Let today’s work be done today.

(Letter #1,580)

Dear God, let me find rest in my time with you. Grant me the energy to walk all day and to meet all obligations with cheer.

Huddled here in my morning closet, I fear to take the day’s first step. I delay. Grant me courage to begin this walk.

(Letter #1,579)