Tuesday, December 31, 2019

You have poured me into this body; let me give thanks for every sensation that is visited upon it. The heat, the cold, the pain, the shivers of delight.

You have placed me among these fellows; let me give thanks for every interaction that comes my way. Laughter, song, sorrow, conflict.

You have cracked open my heart and made yourself known to me, Lord. All that comes my way are messages from you. Let me read them.

(Letter #1,816)