Monday, July 22, 2019

You have set the path of this day; I walk it as if I direct my own route. Such energy it takes, to see myself blazing each trail, decision heaped upon decision.

Where will I go? Which way to turn? Where will I end up?

Lord, grant me the grace to set aside this planning and worry. If the path is set, let me then begin walking, curious and expectant.

You protect me, Lord, even as I feel exposed. This pathway runs through safe lands only. Therefore let me stride on.

(Letter #1,654)