Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Let me thank you in all circumstances. Grant me grace to do this.

Winds buffet me; let me be grateful for the sensation. I labor; let me have gratitude for my strength. Hunger arises; let me give thanks for the meal that is to come.

Let gratitude draw me near to you, Lord.

(Letter #1,656)

Tuesday, July 23, 2019

This very seeking of you, Lord, easily becomes a chore. Day in, day out, searching. This path is ever familiar and I weary.

Quicken my heart and lighten my spirit. I see your light shining upon me and my step quickens. Why must I always, though, seek this goal? Why cannot the path itself bring me such joy?

Hold my hand, walk with me. Sing to me and tell me traveling jokes, dear Lord, brightening my outlook as one does a child.

Let me be a child on the way, no dull laborer.

(Letter #1,655)

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)

Sunday, July 21, 2019

The chores of the day call to me, they beckon me up and away from my quiet rooms, wherein I had found stillness with you.

O! Let me bring this peace with me into all the storms I may walk through today. Rain and wind, they cannot move me when I am rooted in you.

I will sing songs of gratitude, Lord, even as the road becomes stony and steep.

None of these troubles can touch me where you have touched me. Dwelling with you, sweet Lord, grant me ease.

(Letter #1,653)

Saturday, July 20, 2019

The morning brings activity my way. I distance myself that I may watch it unfold. Is your will for me that I join my fellows? Or sit quietly, alone with you?

Lord, let me not pore over every minor choice. I treat each fork as a great decision, when they are simply diversions along a steady path. You will guide my feet nonetheless.

As I encounter these crowds along the way, let me greet them with good cheer even as I pass quietly through.

(Letter #1,652)

Friday, July 19, 2019

How might I see these fears, these trials and woes, as gifts for which to give thanks?

Bearing the judgment of others teaches me humility. Living in the face of fear teaches me the power of faith in you. Tragedy brings me face-to-face with compassion.

Lord, let me learn the lessons you have set for me today. Let me not squander these treasures, though I may see them as pain in my weakness.

(Letter #1,651)

Thursday, July 18, 2019

With each rift, let me see the hidden opportunities to strengthen bonds.

With each setback, let me see the opportunity to correct past error.

With each criticism, let me view with gratitude the opportunity to see myself as others do.

Why do I face these trials? Let me see their reality.

Shall I be a beacon, Lord, to demonstrate how your children might cling to faith? Let me recognize the secret gifts you have hidden in the events of this day.

(Letter #1,650)