Sunday, June 9, 2019

Dear God, where I see troubles, let me see instead lessons.

Where I am frightened, let me instead look for ways to be helpful.

When I am become fearful, let me see the evidence of your love for me.

Let me smell the growing things around me, when I might instead sit sullen and selfish.

Your love, O Lord, an ember in my heart. Let it cover the land like rolling fields of grass.

(Letter #1,611)