Friday, March 20, 2020

O these trials. O this darkness.

Your aid and supply will surely reach me, Lord. I do not know their path.

How will you rescue me? Will it be the words of a friend? A closed door I should not have entered? An unlooked-for gift?

Let me turn to my labors, trusting and expectant. Let me keep open my eyes to see your gifts as they arrive.

Thank you, Lord, that rescue is coming.

(Letter #1,896)