Wednesday, July 3, 2019

Let me be granted right aims. Let me hunger for righteousness. Let me not seek selfish ends.

But lo! The day presents me with moment upon moment in which I place myself first. How will a get that, what will I gain if I do this. Self pollutes my thinking and chokes out all else.

Self, as it grows, makes me prideful, filled with sloth and self-pity.

Grant me, Lord, humility, acceptance, diligence. Let me seek these things. Let me want to seek these things. Let me pursue you and not my misshapen self.

(Letter #1,635)