Wednesday, December 25, 2019

What have I to offer, Lord? Weak and impoverished, of what notice could I be? And yet you build me up, you support me, you comfort me. You saved me. So needy am I.

Lord, buoyed by you, let me give, not take. Let others flock to me to hear the news.

All is well, Lord. Let your will be done this day.

(Letter #1,810)