Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Eager and grasping for safety, I shut myself away with you. I anticipate this time apart. But is this a true home?

The safety I feel here dissipates the moment I rise and greet the day. Fear sets in, my quiet closet forgotten.

Lord, let me dwell with you, not simply visit. My time with you is no retreat and it is available to me at all times, in all places.

Let me bring you with me into all my activities and interactions today, dear Lord.

(Letter #1,712)