Monday, July 1, 2019

What do I fear? Does it still assail me?

For so long I have lived a trembling, furtive life. Bit by bit, I have cracked open my heart to you. At what point did my fear leave me? And why, Lord, do I approach the day still cowering?

Bring my demeanor in line with my new reality, Lord. You have delivered to me courage. Let me live it.

(Letter #1,633)